Golden Hours

We fought again, and this time it feels different. The terrible one. I lost count of the hours we'd been at war. Our words sharper than swords, our hearts colder than ice. It started over something so small, but it had quickly snowballed into a monstrous avalanche, threatening to bury our relationship beneath its weight. I had been so stubborn, so unwilling to admit my wrongs. I'm so angry with myself for letting things get this bad. The petals lie scattered and trampled. Now I stand alone, surrounded by the wreckage of my own making. Oh, you're gone. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the curtains seemed to taunt me with the absence of your gentle touch. Memories of happier times flooded my mind. I could still hear your voice, your words of encouragement, and your promises of eternal love. I sat on the edge of my bed. My gaze fixed on the rain-streaked glass. Anger, hurt, and confusion swirled within me. You'd stormed out of the room, slamming the door beh...

And I can't wait to dream again. 'Cause that's the only time I feel free from all this crap, and I can live the life I wanna. I don't wanna wake up forever. Maybe that's best for me.   The fluorescent lights in history class buzzed. Mrs. Henderson was droning on about Napoleon—a dramatic saga of conquest and defeat. I just stared at the map. "The ebb and flow of empires," she said. But what about the ebb and flow of a single, insignificant life?   Ugh. I can't even pretend to care anymore. My head feels like it's going to explode. All those dates, all those battles... it's just a jumble of meaningless information.    School feels like a prison. My parents always push me. They keep comparing me to my sister like I'm some kind of disappointment. And even Elena's drifting away, caught up in that stupid popularity contest. Oh, I just wanna disappear. Maybe then I wouldn't feel this suffocating pressure anymore.    The bell finally rang,...

Twenty-one endless days since I last saw your face. The scar upon my wrist throbbed with a dull ache. It was a relic of a time when our hearts beat as one, when our laughter painted rainbows across the sky. But now, the world has turned into a somber hue. And I'm just a broken piece.    I long to see your smile. To feel your arms around me again. But you're gone; you vanished without a trace. My fingers hovered over your name. Should I reach out? But what words could bridge the chasm between us? I know you won't answer anyway.   Twenty-one long, agonizing days. Where are you, baby? Are you safe? Are you thinking of me? Or have you forgotten me as easily as I've forgotten how to breathe without you? Tears cascade down my cheeks, mingling with the relentless rain. I wipe it away. A bittersweet smile curves my lips. Wherever fate has carried you, I pray you find peace. Even if it means leaving me behind.