nehaharve
All we want in life is a do-over. A slate that we can erase everything off and start over. Make new memories, make new friends, ave new lovers, make every moment count. It's all we want. but why is it that we fight for it. Not fair, is it?
"Number 14! Number 14! Go Number 14!"
I was yelling at top of my voice--inside my head. I obviously couldn't embarrass my master at the derby, could I? Saddened by the fact that I needed to stay in a shell whenever we have an outing, I went to find myself something to drink at the bar. And then I saw him. His piercing blue eyes and his boyish grin was oh so familiar, butI just couldn't place where I'd seen him. I took my drink--a vodka red bull, pathetic, I know-- and took a seat at the bar, not wanting to go back to my employers. And then it struck me. This was the man in Madam's bedroom yesterday evening. This was the man I helped sneak outside when Sir came home. This was the man who broke my heart, and used me, the help, just to get to the riches. This was the man who used to be in my bedroom every evening. And this was the same man who kissed her goodnight, instead of me.
Third. Third person I've hurt. Third person who's lost their family. And I don't feel anything. I'm empty, numb, devoid of any sort of feelings. Is this normal? I don't think so... What do I do? I'm so lost. It's like I don't even know how to feel anymore and I'm hurting everyone around me. The TV is on. Breaking news echoing through my bedroom, cutting through the razor-sharp silence. But I'm not listening. Because I don't really care. Why don't I care? Why am I not bothered?
I see him looking at me. we’re standing in the snow, freezing. But I don’t feel cold. All I see is his eyes. His starlit eyes. And I know for sure this time that I’m in the right place with the right person. I just know. I’m here. He’s here. He breathes, I breathe. He moves, I move. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before. It’s all so new to me, I don’t know how this goes… He comes closer, I move closer, and our mouths become one. I feel complete. The lonely, sinking sensation just disappears. And we lay here in the snow, and I just know, that this is meant to be.