The heart toward the stars.

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On the stars I carve your name, in praying for them to become less shining because their glow will make me become blind. Oh, darling, I can't stop to stare at them even though I know that I can't reach the stars.


And now my eyes are bleeding for too much tears and hopes. They are so far away, but I can't help to fall in love of them. Under my skin my heart is beating, under my eyes, there is a feeling, something delightfully unbearable. I would like to be the moon, I would like to be with them but I'm not in the sky but on the earth. I'll die and they will still be there after my death, again damnably glowing in the dark for someone. But I'm alive and my breath is near to the night, and when the night comes I can't sleep. Too much thinking for something too much unbelievable. One night, when my hairs were scratching my neck, where the heat was burning, I've lost the thought of sleep. And almost nacked, barefoot, I went outside, wakling through the soft grass. It was like touching a strange skin at every step. I was to the board of the drowsiness, but the shinning stars were there to lead the path. There was a lacke next to my big house, a beautiful huge lacke, where I could see them. The stars on the water. I kweeled, fascinated. Finally, I could reach them ! My breath became irregular, awfully heavy. Barely have I touched them, that they were gone. I cannot touch them. The bloody tears dropped from my eyes. Fine, if it's like that, I will give them my body through the water and the night. And that's what happening, slowly, my body slipped toward the lacke, for become one with the stars and the whole night. No more bloody tears, no more heavy breath. No more fake hope, no more love for you. But oh, dear, I don't regret antyhing, I don't mind if others fall in love of you after me. Because this feeling makes me die with the smile on the lips, what a waste to would have lived without fire in the heart. But it's such a shame that this fire became water, I would have liked to make it grow next to the stars, so far away from me.

  • Cette nouvelle se lit comme un poème, de belles sonorités et de belles émotions. Merci

    · Il y a environ 9 ans ·
    Vava wlw

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    • Merci beaucoup à toi d'avoir commenté ! :) C'est très gentil et encourageant.

      · Il y a environ 9 ans ·
      Buho hermoso

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