kirsirin
The sunlight drifted through the window and onto her pale skin. They trailed over her shoulders with intrepid fingers and fell gently down her side. The warmth that soaked into her skin caused her to smile softly in her sleep and press harder against the pillow half of her face was buried in. Eden, sitting on the edge of her bed, hovered his hand just a breath away from her shoulder. He knew it was hopeless, knew nothing had changed, but…
He couldn’t help but…Try.
His hand fell tentatively on her shoulder but the translucent palm fell through her flesh. He swallowed thickly and stared at his misfortune. He still couldn’t touch her, still couldn’t feel her, and she still couldn’t feel him. She didn’t even know he was there.
He drew his hand back and sharp tears pierced the back of his electric green eyes. The sunlight, a simple scintillation, could be closer to his love than he ever could.
The tide comes in like a wind chime, slow, soft, pushing back and forth until the melody is a constant loop singing over and over in your head and drifting into your ears with a swirling and flow of motion. The breeze picks up, pushes your hair from your eyes and runs after the retreating waves. It pushes it up and brings it back down like an indecisive lover. The water gently pushes against your toes tentatively like a shy secret waiting to be revealed. As it pulls back with rejection you take a step forward, asking for it to come back, but it’s too late. The tide falls back, rolls in on itself and curls under the sand. The chimes end, your smile fades, and you take a step back...