Your absence

Your absence

A Story by Lupus Kaos
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A short story about my death

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I hope this time, I will get my wish come true. It is now too sad to remember the things made in the past, though then they were really sweet. Now let's see...I'll begin from day one:
Day one. I am searching for a place to throw away my cup of coffee. Then I see her. Wearing a long, black dress, her brown hair falling over her shoulders, lips red as good wine she was like imagination made reality. I kept on looking at her, hesitating to even breathe. At that point I decided to fail.
I went and talked to her, nothing in my mind making sense. I was in love. And this time it was for real, I can tell, since I got lost inside myself and had no place to go to. Thus, I only said (something like) "Do you know where is the bathroom?" And then see showed me her eyes. [Does destruction have such beauty?]
1460 days later. Within these past years, I only have loved you, always I was faithful, never pushed too hard... Why, why did I decided to leave you? You, whom I loved, love and will always love more than happiness and life...why?
Sixteen days later I died. Because of your absence in my blood, lips, heart, mind, ears, hands, hug, love, life. The life you had in your arms every time we were together...


© 2013 Lupus Kaos


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Pax
what a heartfelt write... your heart never dies... it slumbers in deep sleep that seems dead... it only dies when you stop breathing... i know there will be a time that someone will wake it up and you'll love again...Very nice write!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Lupus Kaos

9 Years Ago

thank you. I felt really nice because of your words. I hope, and in hope I find strength...
Pax

9 Years Ago

no problem... you will someday... :)

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Added on February 3, 2013
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Tags: story, self, destruction, stupidity, love, death

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Lupus Kaos
Lupus Kaos

Macedonia, Greece



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Sadness I like to embrace in each of her forms. I feel alone and Solitude is my only friend...But I have no complain about that, since I can write and express myself. more..

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