6.28.2013

there's a story in this / edition 1 / always

"what are you thinking about?" he asked, looking at her as she stared out over the misty green grass and the glass-smooth lake with the imprints of trees on it's dark, wind-rippled waters. the wind sang a haunting melody in the branches of the towering oak trees, and she had a distant look in her eyes. maybe he could bring her back from her wanderings with a simple question.

"nothing much." she responded simply, her eyes still gazing into the distance.

he stilled his fingers, which had been steadily plucking guitar strings, and looked up at her from the worn, wooden chair that he had settled into more than an hour ago. she hadn't said a word since he had began playing, and he had been lost in his own thoughts.

"what are you really thinking about?" he had long since noticed that this girl of his didn't share her mind freely. every scrap of her mind that he had ever viewed had been after the statement "nothing much" when asked what was going on in her brain. he learned never to give up trying to read her, because most people don't share how they truly feel unless someone digs deeper. and no one digs deeper unless they really care. 

no reply. he sat, waiting, for a few minutes, listening to the call of the blue bird, whistling of the wind in the tall grasses, and the beat of his heart. he stood up, and taking 3 steps towards her, wrapped his arms around her, and buried his face in her hair. she leaned back against him, and sighed. 

"why do people have to change?" she asked, in a whisper, still keeping her face turned away from his.

his throat tightened, and heartache wrapped it's fingers around his soul, gripping him tightly until he could hardly breathe. he knew what prompted these thoughts. this girl before him may seem carefree, light, cheery, and full of laughter, but she had enough sorrow to last a lifetime. she'd told him, in a long talk that lasted long into the night, over hot chocolate and coffee, salty pretzels and in between pauses when the silence was thicker than air, and said more than the words themselves did. she'd told him of the pain that caused her eyes to comb the horizon, as if she was looking for an escape from her own mind.

"everybody changes," he said softly. "we all get older, our views change, our thoughts mature, and some people we know may change more drastically than others."


"and some people change so much, it's like you never knew them," she whispered, the wind caressing her face like a feather soft finger, and playing in her hair. "or maybe we did never know them. maybe never did. maybe it was just a facade, the whole time." she turned away from the stunning view, and her eyes sought his. "promise me you won't ever change. promise i won't turn around some day and find that i never knew you either."


"i promise. i'll never change from the person you know i am, right at this minute." he pulled her towards him until their faces were only inches away, and gazed deep into her eyes. "no matter what happens, i'll always be here. just as i am, right now."



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A bit of fiction that has been stirring in my heart lately. xx

12 comments:

  1. This piece of writing is really well-written and thought-out. Gorgeous.

    ~Jenny

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  2. This is beautiful, Mikailah. Love it! :)

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  3. gasp.
    so.
    heart.
    wrenching.
    love it.

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  4. oh. my. gosh. This was so beautiful... I have tears in my eyes. I love it so so much. <3

    you are a gifted writer.

    xoxo
    Mackenzie

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  5. ""everybody changes," he said softly. "we all get older, our views change, our thoughts mature, and some people we know may change more drastically than others."



    Um.....perfection. my heart is melting.

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  6. oh. woah. i'm like crying. this is so real and raw
    you couldn't have written the last 8 months of my life any better.
    this is just. wow. it's absolutely beautiful, dearie!
    xx. marcia

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  7. ah... simply beautiful. your words captivated me... and echoed some of my heart's ponderings... that "change"in people can be such a struggle... your words are ever inspiring dear!

    *hugs*
    Shannon

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  8. Yup, you have just pulled my heartstrings. Hands down.

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  9. and some people change so much, it's like you never knew them," she whispered, the wind caressing her face like a feather soft finger, and played in her hair.

    Beautiful! I've had that happen with one of my dearest friends. Yet I find that, no matter how much they change on the outside, the true then is always still hiding inside them. Sometimes it's so deep it hardly ever has the chance to shine through. But it will, enjoy that moment.

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  10. ohhhhhh my dear, this has been my life as of late, but put into fiction. I love this so much, its so beautifully written

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