Dark Night

Black. Everything around him was black. Darkness surrounds, combining with the suffocating silence of night. The slightest sound of rain on the rooftop can be heard, along with the distant shouting from that house down the street. The gentle roar of a car engine joins in but all of this can not break the silent stillness.

There is a soft tap on his bedroom door. He rolled over and moaned for whoever it was to come in. A dark figure tiptoed into his room and climbed into the bed next to him. He feels the soft curves of her body and the feeling of her supple skin as his fingers slowly glide across her body. He finds the warmth of her body next to his comforting yet disconcerting at the same time.

She can feel his breath on the back of her neck, tickling her, making the fine little hairs stand on end, sending a shiver down her spine. She rolls over so that she is able to rest her hand on his face, touching his stubble coated chin.

He awakes the next morning, alone in his room. The ground outside is wet from the rain and the sun is trying to break through the clouds. Everything smells so fresh.

The only thing I hope is that I don't forget. Now you know how I feel and how I've always felt. Twisting me, making sure my intentions were true, even when I almost gave up on you. It was the test that was worth the trials. Maybe tomorrow I'll get to see you and maybe I wont. You'll be in my thoughts no matter what. You are all I think about, all I dream about, all I hope for. Crush me with a single syllable, raise me with the softest touch, I'll always be there for you, even if you don't want me there.

Long, complicated thoughts ran through his head, creating doubt and self destruction. All he wanted was a release from it all. An old knotted rope swung from an old beam. Beneath it he danced his final dance to the slow and silent music of death.