Tuesday, March 9, 2010
His tranquil face defines every possible emotions that one could parade. It was so eloquent, easy to discern. So do his glassy faded blue eyes. Sad, dejected,doleful, all at once. The feelings that he'd shown were visible enough that i could slightly taste his bitter woes. Every emotions that he felt slurping into mine, with their very own ways of communicating. It took me seconds to realize that my eyes were already burning, tears escaped. I was in pain. It wasn't my pain. It was his. I switched my gaze to the other side of the angle. :-With intentions that I'd conceal the agony from this young delicate boy; to make the agony obscured from every gaze. Enough pain I've caused him. Though, i was too late. He's too vigilant to be fooled. Hawk-eyed gaze of his still locked firmly on me. Too sharp that i could still sense the edges even with my eyelids glued .
When i turned back slowly, to have a quick glance of him, that little boy docked the distance that kept us apart. He was just a stretched-hand away from my side. At the corner of his lips had a line crooked a bit, assuming that it was a smile. A smile that haunts with sincerity. His hands landed gently on my cheeks. So warm yet so soothing. Funny how a very petite hand could do such thing. His small palm, still neatly affixed on my cheeks when our gaze met . It made me felt less edgy, less antagonizing. A part of me felt abundantly secured. None of the pain was significant anymore. The dolor finally left through out the wide door across my chest. It was phenomenal.
'Don't cry Elly. You look ugly. ' He pressed his lips together into a tight line. Making him look a bit older than his actual age. His velvety voice were too irresistible for a kid. Forehead creased , creating a few lines that made him look somber.
'Elly? ' Curiosity was anywhere closed to me. My heart beats so fast that it might skipped a few beats. I wonder if he had the wrong person. That isn't my name. Or is it ? How can i not know my own name? Every time i question myself, i will get entirely flummoxed, head spins . I had no answers, it remained inexplicable. I bit my lips, desolated with the failure.
'That is your name. Ellysa . Elly. Don't you remember anything? ' His eyes enlarged, he might burst into tears again. My heart would pop out any second now, swelling with pity and guilt. Seeing him desolated made me weak, unbearable. Knowing, he's my true weakness.
I shook with disagreement. No words left to be spoken. As much as this grieves him, it sure is worst to me. I never thought how dysfunctional my brain could be. Every single memories of mine went missing. Afraid if they're gone for good. I'd do anything to have them back. -- Hurting him was never my option, or even closed to be optional. Every time he called me with that name, Elly, i'd cease my words. Blinking with edginess. As if , he was calling for someone else but its me that he wanted to call for.
' Wh.. where .. am .. i ? ' My breathe shortened a bit. Difficult for me to finish a sentence without letting silent gaps sunder every words i'd say.
I rolled my eyes side by side, scrutinizing every details across the room. Small room , painted with baby blue color. The color diluted somehow, there was black spots on it. ; A dressing table far corner of the room, that looked as though it was about to crack, while, parallel to it lies a small wooden bureau that had bottles of medicines on it. Above me was another wooden shelve that had jumbles of old magazines. Nothing recent. I groaned silently, veiling the disappointment as possible.
' Oh.. You're at the hospital Elly.. ' Matthew's voice trembles all of the sudden. 'You are still.. urm.. sick. Doctor wouldn't let you out for a few more days' He sighed.
Curiosity kills the cat. I'd die to know every plausible explanation why i am here but i'd want to ask someone else. Matthew is so delicate, so fragile. Taking risks are something that i am not capable of doing right now. There was a flow of questions marks that were circulating in my bloodstream, waiting for the lucid retorts.
'Matthew..' I swallowed the lump that was clinging between my throat. He laid his eyes on me without blinking, anxious. ' Is there .. anyone else i could talk to? Perhaps a doctor? ' I pursed my lips, afraid if i might offend him.
His eyes widened , nodding with agreement.
' Hold on. ' He sprinted out from the room , as if he's in an utter rush. Fear that he'd wound himself for the running. One blink and he was no longer in the scene.
The silence that lasted for quite a spell made me inquisitive about the words that came out from him, that young boy. He was not just another regular boy, he's exceptional. A part of me made me felt protective, irrevocably concerned over him. Although, there was no memories left to be recalled , to reveal who he is, i just know i remember him from somewhere , buried along with my wounded emotion.
to be continued
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The sheepish smile that the sun made was pretty enchanting to every eyes that were gazing at her. Indeed, it was an unbearable beauty that caused the other stars in the galaxy to fume with such jealousy. I can do nothing but to just observe, while rolling my astounded eyes to every side of the world. Somehow, the blue and orange painted sky were the one that triumphantly caught my eyes. It was so beautiful. Too beautiful that I do not offer myself to blink. I wouldn’t want to gasp with such regrets for letting the beauty escapes from my vision. Eardrums of mine were tangling with the echoes from the blustery wind while i , myself was enjoying the breeze through the pores of my skin. Sound of the angry waves that battered the shore made the scene more vivacious.
As soon as I shifted my gaze back at the real world, there he was, gliding his steps down the invisible aisle towards me. The cluttered hair of his were pushed by the wind recklessly but he was too busy praising the most exquisite smile that I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Enough to burst my swollen heart or alleviates my brittle bones. I was about to lose myself to the gravity for that. For a moment there, the beauty that I’ve witnessed were no longer vital. For he, was purely unbeatable. I’d cease my breathe right away if the visage of him were gone from my glimpse. My heart beats were thumping faster than his footsteps. It was getting louder and louder that I fear it would finally hurt itself, hurt me. I could do nothing but to inhale as many oxygen as possible for the sake of my swelling heart—- God was being utterly biased when he was creating this divine masterpiece I’d say. That speaks for his incredible beauty. He was far more precious than a gold to me , for he was a part of me. He’s my lover, my best friend. A vindication for my heart to beat, or to speak. I’d do anything. Anything to keep his heart from stopping nor abide a scratch.
The devastating spaces that separated us two few seconds ago were now vanishing itself into the middle of the deep blue ocean. I felt as if my heart actually dropped itself into my fluttering stomach and went back into place. Realizing that he is already standing faultlessly in front of me. I liberated my psyched eyes around him, scrutinizing every details of his flawless face, until my eyes actually met his. I could feel my fresh blood that were rushing underneath my skin were trickling themselves to my cheeks all at once, causing them to burn.
‘ Aren’t you just being plainly selfish to treasure this beautiful twilight on your own my love ?’ Those were the words that were flirting with my eardrums before he pressed his alluring red lips on mine. Particles of the air were now pervaded by the odor of his breath. I could sense the sleepy sun, and the ocean starring with envy. The moment was just too perfect that i'd live eternally for this to last.
to be continued
Saturday, October 3, 2009
written by sara lisa
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The awkward silence lasted for a few minutes when he tugged me closer to where his fist-sized heart was beating unconsciously. The delicate minutes were only filled with only gazes from each other. He leaned his gorgeous face towards mine and that is when his exquisite red lips took control. His lips were even better than marijuana or any obsessive drugs that i could name it. Everything about him simply jolted my every nerves. He was too perfect to be called a human. For a moment there, everything was just too perfect to be called reality. It was more like a fairytale that every girl would be dreaming off.. what i've been dreaming off. The gleaming moon and the twinkling stars were the witness for this terrific night. I will give my everything just to keep this night fresh. He was my prince charming that i've been believing in and he was in front of me, standing like an authentic angel. I just knew that i can never get bored of this divine masterpiece from god as a gift for me.
' i love you. ' I had finally spill the words out, ignoring the lumps that were still twisted along the way. All my left-out strengths had finally came back from the dead just when i needed it. The corner of his lips were now creased a bit, assuming that it was a smile. A beautiful smile that was. His warm palm was brushing through my cheeks, apparently diminishing all those things that i should be doing by now. I almost forgotten that it was already late and i should probably be towed by the real dream by now. The moon is now just too sleepy to witness anything further than this. It was not really an eye-opener to me knowing that this magnificent creature never fails to mesmerize me. There was something about him that is far stronger than the gravity to me. I remember clenching my heart with words that kept on alleging that he is too good to be true and i, just don't deserve any of this.
to be continued
Friday, July 10, 2009