Something I can Never Have:
Dancing With Your Shadow
I spent the day next to you. I didn’t talk. You said nothing. There were no words exchanged between you and I. We just sat there; I wanted to hold your hand. I watched as the sun went down, signaling the end to yet another day. I didn’t want to leave you. I didn’t want you to go. I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you. I couldn’t even think about me being alone.
I looked at the onyx stone again. The snow was slowly collecting on it. I always loved onyx. It was one of my favorite stones. I thought it did you justice. You were just like it, holding many of the same qualities. It was strong, beautiful, powerful. You were the same. It’s only fitting, don’t you think?
Everything looked so beautiful on the crisp winter night. I was scared to move incase I disturbed anything. The snow looked so beautiful, and I hated the thought of having to walk through it later when we parted. But nothing perfect can endure. I knew that as the night wore on, we would be forced to part. But in my heart I knew that you had already left me. I knew that you were gone. You weren’t mine anymore. I hated it. I wanted to burst into tears at the thought. I wanted the ability to grab onto you hand and nuzzle my head into your shoulder and tell you how much I love you over and over again. Now my words would fall on deaf ears.
It was getting colder. The sun was now fully down, and the raven sky was disturbed only by its frozen tears. I felt a few of my own slide down my cheeks. I batted them away quickly; I didn’t want you to see me cry.
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