While my sister lay dying, you kept me afloat. The distance between us made me restless at night for you were miles and miles away. But I held on to the sound of your voice over the phone, that cool easiness was a great comfort to me. I saw you the way you were the last time we were together. You, with a touch of sun on your face from the day we laid in the green grass by the lake, the beautiful stillness of the water and thump-thump-thump of my beating heart when you pressed against me, a finger sweeping over my neck. I swear you were with me in and out of my hazy dreams, all those visions of my feeble sister. It washed over me, sliding on my skin like the silk sheets I slept on, alone, so I waited for you. I waited for you to appear, show up and leave everything behind. I waited for you to leave your entire life behind. You, you were everything, and yet nothing I could hold, for the distance between us seemed to remain.
Ashley Smallwood
16/4/2021 01:45:29 pm
Good story!! It keeps your attention with strong characters. 16/4/2021 02:15:35 pm
Thank you these are a few of the characters in my story collection!
phyllis souza
16/4/2021 04:47:45 pm
Bitter sweet. The sadness of watching, and the happiness of remembering. Well done!😂
JC
16/4/2021 09:52:43 pm
Another story of life's ups and downs. COOL!
Brook
17/4/2021 02:05:13 am
I like it so much when you create a vision with words like sliding on my skin like the silk sheets I sleep on. ( Next comes the dramatic word to strike the strong emotional chord)‘Alone’.
Sue Clayton
17/4/2021 04:42:34 am
Waiting in vain, or perhaps he'll return to her, become more than a distant memory.
Sivan Pillai
17/4/2021 05:06:00 am
Sometimes we get comforted by memories. Lovely story, Anjela.
Natalie
17/4/2021 02:12:31 pm
This one leaves you with a lovely sadness...sweet sorrow. Well written, Angela! Comments are closed.
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