The Dying Soul

Chap 11 – A Siphon on The Dock

EKON POV

    Impulsively, my hand reaches for phone and turned it on mute to ensure I do not disturb the peace surrounding us. I started recording her hums from where I’m seated. Out of the blues, her voice picked up its volumes and she lay her soul as she sings to Christina Perri’s ‘The Lonely’. I kept the recording going as I listen to her.

                    Two am, where do I begin

                    Crying off my face again

                    The silent sound of loneliness

                    Wants to follow me to bed

                    Too afraid, to go inside

                    For the pain of one more loveless night

                    For the loneliness will stay with me

                    And hold me till I fall asleep

                    I sing myself a quiet lullaby

                    Let you go and let the lonely in

                    To take my heart again

                    Broken pieces of

                    A barely breathing story

                    Where there once was love

                    Now there's only me

                    And the lonely

    Her voice held sorrow that caused me to feel her pain. Tears filled my eyes as I silently watch her without blinking my eyes. Everything around us appeared to stand still as she conveys her longingness through her song. It was just something in me that moved, something indiscernible.

                    I'm a ghost of a girl

                    That I want to be most

                    I'm the shell of a girl

                    That I used to know well

    As if sensing her agony, her pet abandons his position on the shore and rushes to her side causing the spell of her music. I blink away the tear threatening to make its way down my eyes as I watch them. The dog held its front two paws on her shoulders and desperately nuzzles her face and neck repeatedly. Eva hugs it for some time before it lays down beside her placing his head on her lap for her to pet. I watch her silently as she finishes her song with her eyes still fixed to the sky.

                    Dancing slowly in an empty room

                    Can the lonely take the place of you

                    I sing myself a quiet lullaby

                    Let you go and let the lonely in

                    To take my heart again

    He whines at her calling for her attention. Looking down at her pet, he looks up into the sky and stands to howl. She stands and picks her things then says in a soft voice looking into the night sky. “Me too Leo. I miss you. Both of you”. Eva wipes away her tear and walks away from the dock. She comes to a halt closer to the house for a brief second as if realising something but then continues on her way into the house that accompanied my shadow under the midnight light.

    I found myself unable to move as I kept my eyes on the path that Eva walk to. I tried analysing these feelings that soars in me. It felts as if she called upon someone from up above as she teared. Someone that she probably missed or lost. It hurts my heart that she might miss someone else. Another love probably. Pushing aside the thought, I get to my feet and make may to my car.

    I drove home wordlessly. My mind was exhausted with all the continuous judgements and feeling. It started to suffocate me when the silence around me was deafening my cognizance. I reached for my phone and connect it to my phone before playing her recording from earlier.

    Though her voice was captivating, there was a silent plea and an unsaid pain that calls to my heart. I listened as she sang her heart out. I have never seen her smile but my heart moved to reach out to. Pulling into my private garage, I parked my car and stare into the blanks. The need to be know her was the sanction my heart made. ‘Tomorrow will be a new day’ I tell myself. I made way into my house, took a shower and head to bed. My last thought before I drifted to sleep was the determination for introducing myself to her tomorrow.

    Waking up earlier than usual was a surprise to me but then I had a mission for this morning. I got out of bed and walked into my shower room. I turned on the shower and stood under the water. I allowed myself to take in the warmth of the water raining from above me. I took a deep breath and started feeling all jittery. I placed both my palms on the wall and thought of ways to approach her. Not finding a solution, I decided that I would be doing it my way. Straight forward. 

    Dressed in my best casual, I rang her doorbell first thing in the morning. There wasn’t any answer from the inside. I rang the door a few more times growing impatient before giving up. My thoughts were all over the place throughout the day. I could not concentrate on my duties. My mind kept on swirling around her. I had to see her. I returned later in the evening hoping she would be back but even then, there was no response. I waited in her driveway hoping she would come back soon then made my way to the dock again later that night before returning home disappointed. I just wished I could get to know her and see if she could help me. I let out a huge sigh as I dropped face first into my people and groaned out loud. I flipped onto my back and looked up to the ceiling. 

’Tomorrow’s another day’ I hoped.