I see her in our concrete garden.
We talk and laugh as another day slips by. Her hand shakes as she grabs at the thin wisps of hair that float across her face.
We talk about nothing.
She looks back at me, her eyes tell me she is in hiding. Hiding from the cold, but in a place that brings her no comfort. She has more love in her than I will ever know… I envy it’s depth, but fear it’s blindness. How could I even breathe, if that ferocious love pulled me apart with each new heartbeat?
Her words speak of now, but her heart yearns for then… it beats for the maybe, the had been, and the could have been
We say our goodbye, and then I hold her. She disappears into my arms like a sweet afternoon dream.
I walk away, hoping that she wants to be saved
Luckyvegetable
this is calm and loving, and makes me a bit sad, too. I love it.
Adrian Carmody replied
it wasn’t what I intended to write about, but it just fell out
I hate it when that happens!
Luckyvegetable
really? I don’t .
You’re outed, you big softie ;)
Jessica Tremp
Adrian, this is sooo beautiful and tender,
my favourite bit is this
‘Her words speak of now, but her heart yearns for then… it beats for the maybe, the had been, and the could have been’
you are one of the most gentle people i have ever come across…thank god i sneared you as a friend, lucky lucky little frog that i am
Adrian Carmody replied
I feel lucky for knowing all these people that make me want to write :)
Caroline Gorka
A beautiful piece of writing filled with sweet and heart-rending tenderness.
adgray
Gorgeous Piece Adrian
How talented you are! :o)
B R A V O !!
HeatherTS
does anyone read pieces and hope just one person feels that way about them? this piece did that for me….how thoughtful u are….
Adrian Carmody replied
That is a very sweet thing to say… thank you
I was very, very nervous about posting this, more than normal… reactions like that make it so much easier
Holly Ringland
‘I walk away, hoping she wants to be saved.’
I hope she does too! What a gulf that hope is to try and cross… This is wonderful Adrian, I really love everything that can be read into it… especially how, in a few perfect words, you’ve really captured the desperation of wanting to save a beloved someone in one way or another. Beautiful.
Julene Mendenhall
She has more love in her than I will ever know… I envy it’s depth, but fear it’s blindness. How could I even breathe, if that ferocious love pulled me apart with each new heartbeat?
Amazing.