Mi Amore, El Cielo

mi amore, el cielo | my love, the sky

[UNABRIDGED] [EDITED]
*TW: suicidal themes*
hiya :)
this ones' short n sweet as it is my creating writing assignment for my english class :))
(needed to be 500 words max smh)

this is my most emotional and heartfelt piece as our story had to be based on 'breaking barriers'.

however, this is a literal n fictional story that portrays my journey.

also, i have italian ancestry so do feel quite connected to this one <3

(translations will be in the commentss ;))

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All of a sudden, Antonio drew back his hand and stood. A light breeze forced his chestnut curls and baggy attire against him. Departing from the olive tree, he began to walk through the meadow of arid, imposing grass. Mi amore turned back at my risen and perplexed figure.

"Ti amo. You know that, hm?" He peered into my soul with meaningful eyes.

"Si, of course mi cielo." I smiled suddenly to reassure him, though I quickly reformed to my bewildered gaze.

"Perdonami, bella Ana." He struggled to rasp behind his sincere eyes. His destined action enfeebled me beyond any occurrence that I could have ever fathomed.

Hands held out to his sides, Antonio proceeded to blithely walk through the meadow ahead of him. My vision became hazy. The rustling olive trees' leaves became imperceptible. The subtle breeze became inaudible as a vigorous light engulfed my vision. Antonio eventually became a speck in the increasingly dominant light.

Silence, sheer darkness.

"What mama, tell me!" I impatiently persisted despite my poor physical state.

"Antonio, sweet Antonio. He- Gigi he-" She shuddered off an agonizing sigh.

I never knew words had such potential to cripple the soul and demolish hope in its purest form, love. My mind fled that wretched hospital chamber after my dearest mama spoke such woeful words.

"He's no longer with us, mi bella Gigi." Mama's weary hands flew to cover her poignant, depleted face. My eyes hazed off into the distance. My small chuckle erupted to become erratic laughter despite the intense tension.

Beyond that sorrowful cliff and a sublimely persuasive ocean rested an eternity of serene silence. Temptation could have only dreamt of embodying my urge, my need for this unorthodox passion.

I pinched my eyes shut, if I had taken just one step-

"Gigi, amore mio." An angelic rasp that I knew all too well.

"Si amore mio, Antonio?" I paused and reminisced of him with a wide, sluggish smile.

"Remember what I told you not long ago mi bella Ana." My brows furrowed intently, my curled lips became a pursed and straightened line. I sighed, how could I have forgotten his mysterious words?

"Perdoname." I coldly admitted as a raw sensation tingled across my frail figure.

"Live for me Ana, cherish my spirit. Please, perdoname." The sincerity in his broken voice tormented me. I stepped back and exhaled in relief.

The peace I felt was overpowering. It had the potential of magnificent things. The impact of his peace was indescribable. However, it reposed quite gently in my soul, seeming to pulsate itself through verbal empathy and earnest gestures.

Because of his relentless kindness and humble spirit I was blessed to benevolently savour many more days.

Ever since then I've feasted my eyes on his pleasantly exotic Sicilian sunsets. They reminded me of his roughness through rigid dark amber streaks. I chuckled whenever I discovered mi amores mellow kisses disguised as freckles of rouge pink and Tuscany yellow.

Grazie mille, Antonio.

Grazie amore mio, el cielo.

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just wanted to clarify some of the fictional n non-fictional aspects:
FICTIONAL:
-  italian/sicilian setting
-  farmer parents
-  boyfriend figure (rip lol)
NON FICTIONAL:
-  suicide attempt
-  psychological/mental issues
-  (raised as an) only child

hope you enjoyed reading this piece as much as i did writing it!
ab <33