by Luis Medel

Created on: January 20, 2010

     I'd never seen her eyes shine so, as if what once was a dying candle suddenly burns like a furious sun. Her voice that once rang lifeless and droned has now accumulated a vibrance. Even the most meaningless words would color the air they fill. I'm frightened by the sudden change. I worry of the catalyst. Nothing much has happened between us in quite some time to merit myself in any way. Our conversations are generally stagnant with boredom, nothing more than a reciprocation of words that once expressed a love unlike any other but now are nothing more than ghosts that lumber along invisible paths from mouth to ear. How it pains me the way her once warm and tender hands grow cold and rather stale around mine; Such is the way she recoils in my presence.

     I wish I could remember the last time she looked into my eyes and smiled at me in a very pleasant and quiet moment that we've shared countless times before where words weren't necessary to express anything at all. It was as if together we created a whole new entity that occupies the vast space in our hearts and we could feel it jump and kick at the mere thought of being in each others embrace. This truly is the quintessential heartbeat. Its not a muscle, its a blessing. And how we love one another is the way we nurture and hydrate our special being and it continued jumping and continued kicking...or so I thought. Alas, this beautiful entity that once flourished like a mighty empire at its prime rarely hops and barely steps. Its become atrophied and decrepit, almost mimicking a shivering cadaver. A rose wilting. I can do but only wonder how is it possible I feel death inside me and she has somehow found rebirth...I can only wonder, petal by petal.

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