Author S. K. Nicholas

It’s closing time, and all the roads are empty and covered with snow. Red leaves swim in blood, and as you slip and fall, my fingers are too busy rolling a cigarette to catch you. It’s Sunday, but the days are unimportant. Lazy hours spent in bed with nowhere to go but each other’s arms, somewhere inside of me there’s romance in full bloom, but for now, my bones are cold so I’ll catch some sleep and make myself better. The coming of winter erases the nausea of summer. All those dreadful months where the insects removed their clothes and bathed in sunshine, busy doing nothing other than embracing their own sense of waste. Drinking a cup of tea whilst stood overlooking the town, raindrops fall on my face. Overwhelmed by sadness, all those lost yesterdays dance within my mind. They may be silent, but the damage they cause is enough to make me sit down in a heap of despair. Concrete cold and numbing, your eyes shine somewhere in the darkness, but my mind’s too jumbled with obscure images for me to focus on them. Fragments of music coming from below, I exhale whilst turning a coin over in my hands. So many voiceless relics we never stop to take notice of. All those mornings spent tasting each other’s lips, now gone and destined to be torn apart by a universe that doesn’t care. They call it love, but they don’t know the meaning of the word. They say they’re mad, but they’ve never seen me when no one else is looking. Raining harder, these moments disappear before they’ve even begun, yet they’re just as meaningful as any other. Everywhere you look, so many pouting faces. So many dreary souls begging to be noticed, yet they offer me nothing. They offer themselves even less. Only death can bring us together, but then it will be too late. Roaming the forest in the early hours, the air is thick with magic and horror. So alive in the darkness, I want to take your hand and show you all that I see. I want to immerse you in a dream you can’t wake from. In a single kiss, I’ll feed you all the pleasure and pain you could dare imagine. I want to break you apart, then put you back together again. With your fingers linked with mine, let me take you somewhere where they’ll never find us.