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  >> Static Item >> Short Story >> Emotional >> ID #1619916  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
An Eternal Promise, Forever
This is a story of the memories of a young girl
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An Eternal Promise, Forever::


                  The affection that radiated from your smile, the love that swam within your eyes. The way the contours of my face seemed to fit so perfectly in your hands, and the way that each time our lips brushed together, every thing became so much more surreal and alive. How you made me feel so safe and calm, while at the same time sending electric jolts to every nerve in my body, surging throughout every millimetre that was me. Every time I saw you my heart fluttered with the ferocity of a thousand butterflies, my smile ever present and unwavering with you near.

                A weak smile etched itself across my face at the memory of you, marred by the tears that streaked relentlessly down my cheeks. My eyes open and blood-shot, were no longer concerned with seeing what was present as the past enveloped my mind and soul. Your laughter, your voice, both echoed through my memories, the only place I’d ever hear them again. My body shook as I grasped violently at my face, desperate to keep smiling, I knew I’d miss you if you ever left, but this was so much more than I had anticipated. Too much more. My reality was crashing around me, my life falling to pieces. Unable to hide in my memories any longer, my eyes began to focus. I took in my surroundings, I was not in the same world we had been in, I couldn’t be, It was too different… Where it once had been so bright, colourful and alive, it was now dull, colourless, lifeless. Shrinking in on myself I gently placed the bouquet down. Pink carnations and red tulips, the perfect message, and the perfect representation of what we had. My fingertips traced lightly along the tulips, the velvety red petals cooed to me and all who saw them, ‘my perfect lover’. My hand dropped to my side as my eyes bore into the pink carnation. One single carnation, in the centre of the bouquet, though greatly out-numbered by the tulips, it’s message spoke loudest, ‘I will never forget you’.

            Choking back a sob I laid my head down on the mahogany casket, pressing myself into the firm wood, forcing myself as close to you as I could. The flowers’ message screaming through my head ‘I will never forget you, my perfect lover’. Tears blurring my vision and falling helplessly onto the shiny surface, I placed a trembling kiss gently as I could to the coffin encasing all I lived for. I rested my forehead as I took one quivering breath and said good-bye to everything I had ever known, everything I had ever cared for, “I love you.”
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