Someone Like You | Sample

21

One Day
when the tears flowed
& the past came back crying
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When the tides are high
She sits by the bay
Her eyes trying to see
the world that lies beneath
the mysterious
sparkling sea

Her feet,
they hang
Toes,
dipped in the sea
for a moment she breathes
Just silence and peace

The tears that trickle
Down her cheeks
just as they always do
They pull her back
To her reality

When the waves settle in
Bringing with it green weed
She sighs as it tangles
around her skin

Her tears slip,
Again she breathes
Her head tilts up
Again she breathes

"Is this my life?
Am I to live like this?
Am I always supposed to live in two worlds,
and belong to neither one?"

She asks out loud,
and wonders if God will
have mercy,
and answer her —
this time around

No reply arrives

And so she continues
Hoping God will
hear her
& one day
help her too

"Here I sit,
my hands in one world
and my toes in another.
Here I live,
a world I was born into and
then there is his.
Where am I to belong?
How am I to live?
Or will I meld
with these waves in the end?
Merely bubbles
Like that sad mermaid did?"

I have a lot to say, but not enough words to say it. My mind is a blur of how I am feeling and how I shouldn't feel. And so I stand here and continue staring at the trembling back of a broken man as he continues to lean against the closed doors of the hospital room.

"Dante,"

His name leaves my lips, and it almost sounds like a toad's croak. My chest is stuffed with the heaviness of surprise when the man turns towards me and I stare into his misty eyes.

"Gem,"
He reaches forward and clings to me, his body heaving up from the ground until he has his arms wrapped around my waist. It catches me by surprise. It also catches the companion who is standing beside me by surprise too.

"Gem is she okay? I can't bring myself to go inside," he sobs against my stomach and I can feel as his wet eyes burn a wet spot on my dress. A glance up in William's direction has me witness him staring at the crying man holding me as if I am his lifeline.

"She's fine," I let out a sigh, and place my hand on his shoulder. I wonder if I'm trying to comfort him, the man who cheated on my cousin with her own manager or if I'm trying to comfort myself for what the lies beyond those closed doors. Is Khala the only one there with Saara? Is there August too? Maybe Khristian? I sigh again, my fingers find their way up to Dante's hair for a second before I let them fall lamely against my sides.

Dante notices, he looks up with his broken eyes.

"Everyone is looking, Dan. Please get up," I mumble, noticing for the first time how the people around us are functioning quite slowly as opposed to the speedy movements. Even the two officers guarding Saara are staring at us with open fascination.