Kiss my mouth, hell is here....
Sorrow waited, sorrow won.
The rains came that morning. Loud, crashing, relentless, wet. Sitting in the darkness, each flash of light catches a glimpse of his face, awake, wide awake. And everytime there was light, he saw how alone he was. Memories of days and night past stayed with him, unbearable it became, till it overwhelmed him and he had to decide.
How cold it felt, yet so warm; the rain hugged every inch of him, cursing and blessing him. A clear mind filled with clarity but shaded with one image. He wished he could see her, see her face, see that place in her eyes he always wanted to be. And tears.
"Troy, please.......I need you..."
And before he could begin to wonder, he appeared. Troy gently held his arm.
"You're soaked."
He looked up into Troys' eyes and let the rain fuse with his tears.
"You're always here when it rains."
"You want to know about her, don't you?"
"Where is she, can she breathe, is she alright?"
"She's there. Always. And yes, she can."
He smiled, comfort filled him for just a second and it passed.
"But I can't, I can't help it. It's always there, if it's not this moment, it's another, everywhere. How can I...."
"You don't and you just do. It's how you know it's never going to be any more than this, you're here."
"I don't want her to...I don't want to l........"
Troy looked at me with a small smile as his eyes softened,
"I do know. I know your heart, the song it sings, the little wishes you make just before you sleep, the trials you face every instant of your life. And I will be there, when it rains, when you drown, when you reach your hand out for me, i'm never more than a wish away, even when it shines."
Troy held him closer as he hummed away, moving closer, and it just rained harder...
Don't leave my half a heart alone,
On the water.
On the water.
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