Green Eyes

It was the same as it usually was. Musty, quiet, lonely, and a bit cold. It was nothing I wasn’t used to. I’d been here for days. Or was it weeks? Months? I don’t really remember quite honestly. It’s been quite awhile, I suppose. More than I’d like to have been here, at least. I figured this just how things were now. Ever since she and I became estranged I’ve just kept on this way. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes and buried my face in my knees again.

“What’s the point anyways?”

“Don’t be like that” a voice softly called out right in front of me.

What the hell? I looked up quickly and saw a form standing in front of me. I rubbed my eyes, I had to be dreaming. No, there really was someone there. No, it wasn’t just someone. It was her. Tears welled in my eyes. I looked into her eyes. They were the same soft, warm green that I remembered. Green like a fresh matcha, rimmed with chocolate.
I broke down. I never stood a chance, anyways.

She brushed her hand against my cheek.

“Smile, it’s not over yet.”

“I can’t” I stammered, “I’m lost without you. You were my everything. Look, since you left, I’ve been stuck in here. Stuck inside my own mind. Please, when you’re here it’s so bright, so alive, so open, so free. Please come back to me. You’re my muse, my life, my love-” I continued.

She just smiled. The tears blurred my vision and I buried my face again. I felt her move behind me and place herself on my back. She was so warm.

She whispered in my ear, “Don’t be afraid. Don’t cry. Smile, my love, you’re free. Freer than you’ve even been. Without me, you’re still you. You’re still the boy I fell in love with, even if I’m not here. That will never change. I know these walls are nothing to you if you just try.”

I continued to sob as she consoled me.

The feeling stopped. And I lifted my head. I looked around and as suddenly as she had appeared, she was gone. I cried out in agony.

“Please come back my angel..”

I opened my eyes. It was the same bedroom I always woke up in. I looked at the phone blasting in my ear. March 30th. It had been a year since we were so cruelly separated, my love. I know you’re still with me, somehow. I’ll never forget you.