Alice
The sound of my steps is the only noise in the empty hallway, and my mind can’t help but fill up with the old memories where your face used to appear and your smile enlightened my room, us occulting in the empty corners that now I watch with a sad look remembering your laugh and how that’s all I needed to smile the rest of the day.
And I promise you I have tried to forget you, but I can’t stop missing you and wondering how you are.
Could you tell me everything, darling? But leave out every part about him.
I know it's selfish of me to be angry about you moving on, but I can’t help letting the rage fill my body and explode with people who have nothing to do with you. And you probably will be at his beach house during the summer, quietly sitting by the ocean, happy as you always dreamed. It probably looks similar to the one we said we’d buy together, but still, it isn’t like that is going to come true, or will it? And I’ll still be in London living in my parents’ house while you swim freely in the lonely sea. My days filled with rain and storms that enter my small room without care and destroy every piece that is left of me. Because you stole all the other parts, I say this as if hadn’t given my whole self to you and I’m sad you left pieces behind.
And with every day that passes since we’ve spoken, it’s like the dungeons are farther from the lion’s tower.
And maybe it was always supposed to be this way.
Maybe we were never meant to own a forever and always.
But, oh, my love.
...
“I need to talk to you about something,” The blonde says abruptly removing her head from the brunette’s legs, the last one relocates her messy hair that had come out of her long ponytail a while ago behind her ear. “But, you have to promise you won’t hate me.”
“Are you okay Cissy?” The smaller one asked now worried about her lover's serious words.
“I need you to promise me you won’t hate me, Alice,” Narcissa said with pleading eyes.
The brunette scared of the blonde’s future words answered confidently, how could she ever hate the girl with grey eyes spotted by a mix of blue and green watercolour paint? How could she ever hate the girl in front of her who hadn’t done anything but love her? “I could never hate you, love. I promise.”
...
And even after the conversation that came out after that, I never broke my promise. Even after all those fat tears that wet my cushion like a river after rain and all those days when it was impossible to do anything at all, I couldn’t hate you, not even for a second. There isn’t a single universe where I could hate that girl that hurt me like nobody else had but also made me happier than I'll ever be again. Because even if it wasn’t for long, you were my beautiful girl and will always be inside my head.
And I wanna say “I wish that you never left” but each time I only wish you the best.