Something More
You descended the hill at the end of the street so carelessly yet with purpose at the same time. Your eyes creasing at the sides every so slightly with the weight of your impending smirk, funny how they shone so brightly. The metallic silver ring seeming to light up the street even though the sun was high in the sky already doing so. Your aura seeming to over power all that encountered you demanding respect but giving it at the same time. Such a contradiction you were from the start. A beautiful contradiction none the less..
My body seemed to be ahead of my mind, my heart fluttered and spluttered as if it had awoken from a deep slumber. Quickly finding its rhythm only to start beating so fast I was sure that you would see it through my jumper. Your eyes passed over me from my head to my toes and then back again. I felt you gaze as if it was your hand caressing me, so powerful yet so fleeting. What felt like hours to me was nothing more then mere seconds for you, as quickly as your eyes snapped to mine they turned away just as quickly. Subconsciously dismissing me and my own gaze as if we were nothing of importance. Just a stranger walking the same street. Oh how that hurt me, this stranger who awoke my heart from its coma, igniting a fire in my soul i didn't know was possible for me. disregarding me as nothing more then a stranger. Funny really considering that is all I was. Yet I couldn't shake this feeling that even then in that street we were more.. More then even I could explain.
You see I wandered those surrounding streets for hours, what was supposed to be a quick ten minute trip to the local corner deli became an aimless trek through random streets. With the sole purpose of ridding my brain of you. Why? Because the local town bad boy, the modern day robin hood was my best friends brother. I mean I grew up reading stores filled with forbidden love and yes they all ended in happy ever afters but this was no story and I was not blessed with a life where I could afford to chase fairytales and happy endings. I was me and I knew life was hard enough without complicating it any further. Hell I was relying on you sisters kindness to keep a roof over my head. I knew not to play with fire for I had not the means to heal the burn. Yet I found my self wanting to light the match so badly it was suffocating me.
As I sat in in the small shoe box that was my room, waiting for the quiet sound of nothingness to descend upon the house I couldn't help but think I was torturing myself by staying here. To live under the same roof as the forbidden fruit was somewhat idiotic. I could control my actions in the sense of not pursing or encouraging any contact with you, that was easy. However it was to big a task to keep my gaze from falling upon you all to often. I found myself stealing glances at you from across the table, from down the hall even going as far as to peek into the room through the minute c***k in the door every time I passed. So much so that even when I knew you weren't home I still felt the need to look, to peer into your life any way I could. How you never noticed ill never know, or maybe you did and you were just better at hiding these things than I. I knew i couldn't go on living like things weren't affecting me, hell you invaded my thoughts so often I'm sure your sisters had to be noticing. The glances were surely becoming stares and my heart beat so hard every time we shared the same room I'm sure they must have heard it. So i made the decision that it was time for me to leave. To leave behind all the progress i had made under your sisters roof, the friendships i had formed with your sisters and you. To leave behind the man with the electric blue eyes and my feelings with him.
I had very limited alternatives. By limited I mean I had only one place I could go, back to the same house i had fled just months prior. Back to the very house I sit in now. Call it fate or stupidity. Yet here I am back in my own personal hell, isolated and alone. Wondering if ill ever see you again and yet wishing I wont at the same time.