•calls to dead •

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She looked at the clock , tick tok tick tok the sound filled the rooms air . She sighed which seems like a hundred time of the day

Opening the window she looked outside .The evening time,sun laying at the horizon saying it's bye to the world, the last golden rays of sun which are now mixed with pink and purple mixture , the yellow painted sky , the cool breeze hit her face making her hairs talk to the winds
Its was beautiful indeed , there was nothing left behind isn't it ?
No, but not for her
She was waiting, waiting for his call

Stealing the rose from the plant she smelled it , it remind it of him , the fragrance so sweet yet addicting . Taking the rose in her between her slender finger she moved towards the mirror keeping the rose behind her pierced ears she looked at the reflection, a reflection which was waiting for something or someone to be specific

Roaming in the circle around the telephone which was kept at the dark brown wooden tabel , she sat on couch after feeling tired like she was
She is waiting

She sat near the window eating grapes , it's been a long time and she is still waiting

The moon said his hellos to the world, the sky now painted in darker shades , the littel shiny stars decorating it . She sat on the bed gazing outside from the window to the moon , gazing like as is she is talking to him and asking about his lover

Its been days . She was impatient , impatient for him , his voice
The ringing sound filled the house , the taping of the feets on the floor , running towards it she picked up
"Hello" said her exited voice
"Are you miss park ?"
"Yes" her smile decreased when she didn't recognised the voice
"Ma'am we are speaking from the hospital, Mr park got into the accident , we are sorry to say he no more "
The telephone slipped from her fingers , she fell down on the wooden florring
Gazing at nothing, eye sto blank , so quite yet seems like they were screaming for him to be back , the crystal tears peeked out there way to her numbed cheeks
"Miss are you there, hello?" The voice from the telephone asking out for her
But she didn't heard anything, or was ignoring it
The white curtains floating in the air cause of the wind coming thru the open window

Cold whispers left her chapped lips , she sat in the dark by the window , telephone laying on her lap
Talking to no one in particular on the phone she chuckled
She smelled the dead rose and smiled it reminded it of him pretty but dead

Talking every night on the telephone to on one but to her it was him his lover

Brading her hairs , she put the dead rose behind her ears . She was dressed in her wedding white gown , the diamond necklace decorating her neck . She twirl around all giggling

She sat in the water of her bathtub , telephone sat in her lap she dialed the number and put on her eras
The water overflowing and covering the floor she said
" I still don't know why you left me all in dark but I'm not the one to leave you , i love you and always will " she chuckled "now look I'm all dressed pretty in the wedding gown" she touched her neckpiece "and the necklace which you gave I'm wearing it " she slowly start drowing herself in the cold water "do you know why ?...cause i love you and wanna be with you forever
"I'm coming to you"

The telephone landed on the water coverd marbel floor .
She was asleep in the cold water , the white embroidered cloth floating in the water , the neckpiece shimmering in th moonlight which reflected on the water , the dead floor still behind her ears , the weeding ring looking elegant on her slender finger
She was asleep, asleep for him

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Her love was true
Wasn't it ?
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~yashi







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