Short Stories – Ebony Mystique

“Strange” – Let’s Talk About It!

The further I step into my 40’s, the more I feel at peace with solitude. And I’m not sure if that’s healthy or a coping mechanism for disappointment.

Either way, I’m here now. And it feels like being outside of myself in another reality.

Love not lies! I want the OTHER four letter word!

Before you, time didn’t exist. Now, every day I remember the clock is ticking.

My, how things have changed…

My smile used to touch my eyes, beaming with hopeful anticipation.

Now it barely touches my lips.

My how things have changed…

Did I cry tears of gold? Or hide behind sheets of stars? When you swam through my oceans of pain, how were you able to see me?

I feel your presence, your strength, enter me. Your soul covers me.

You see me, my love.

Your words dance inside of me. Now our bodies are combined.

I like talking to you without even having to speak.

You hear me when I’m silent.

You didn’t know how much I was willing to give you,

until I was completely depleted.

Your laughter tickled me, until I learned what your initials meant.

C. L. R.

Now I have concerns…