Abel finally made it to the coast just before sundown. দ্বারা the time he'd used the restroom and grabbed a bite to eat at the local burger joint, the dusk was so dark that stars were already pricking the night sky.
Cece had ব্যক্ত she'd meet him at the beach, and he hoped he wasn't too late; she'd sounded excited on the phone, which he'd interpreted as eagerness. Ditching work at the first opportunity, Abel had jumped in his car and started driving. Frustrated at not finding her, Abel chided himself for his idiotic rush to meet his ex-girlfriend as he redialed her number...no response, not even voicemail. Getting chilly, he wished he'd brought a জ্যাকেট as he walked along the edge of the surf. It was getting dark quickly, the crowds leaving for clubs, but as he walked he noticed a faint glimmering on the whitecaps, a ghostly luminescence that kept drawing his eye.
Just then, Abel thought he heard the footsteps of someone in the wet sand close behind him, but when he turned, there was no one. Kneeling on the sand, it looked almost as if there were a সেকেন্ড set of footprints in the sand, but then a wave came and swallowed them as if they'd never been.
"My love..." Cece's voice called to him, as if from a great distance, "Abel, darling, come to me!" Needing no further encouragement, Abel followed her voice down the strand to the boardwalk. Of course she would try to play a trick on him, Abel thought, relieved; Cece loved to play games like that. Quickly he hurried, cursing the soft sucking sand that clung to his shoes and slowed down his headlong rush to meet his lover. Reaching the lights and bustle of the boardwalk at last, Abel saw no sight of Cece. Softly the sighing call was repeated: "My love, my darling, come to me!" Turning in that direction, Abel descended the steps to the cavernous মহাকাশ amongst the pilings, the darkness absolute after the bright lights of the attractions above. Under the boardwalk, he could hear something dripping nearby. Voices greeted him: "My love! You've come at last!" "My darling - we've been waiting so long!"
What happened in the darkness was unclear, unseen, but soon the voices resumed their calls "Come to me...Come to me!".
Cece had ব্যক্ত she'd meet him at the beach, and he hoped he wasn't too late; she'd sounded excited on the phone, which he'd interpreted as eagerness. Ditching work at the first opportunity, Abel had jumped in his car and started driving. Frustrated at not finding her, Abel chided himself for his idiotic rush to meet his ex-girlfriend as he redialed her number...no response, not even voicemail. Getting chilly, he wished he'd brought a জ্যাকেট as he walked along the edge of the surf. It was getting dark quickly, the crowds leaving for clubs, but as he walked he noticed a faint glimmering on the whitecaps, a ghostly luminescence that kept drawing his eye.
Just then, Abel thought he heard the footsteps of someone in the wet sand close behind him, but when he turned, there was no one. Kneeling on the sand, it looked almost as if there were a সেকেন্ড set of footprints in the sand, but then a wave came and swallowed them as if they'd never been.
"My love..." Cece's voice called to him, as if from a great distance, "Abel, darling, come to me!" Needing no further encouragement, Abel followed her voice down the strand to the boardwalk. Of course she would try to play a trick on him, Abel thought, relieved; Cece loved to play games like that. Quickly he hurried, cursing the soft sucking sand that clung to his shoes and slowed down his headlong rush to meet his lover. Reaching the lights and bustle of the boardwalk at last, Abel saw no sight of Cece. Softly the sighing call was repeated: "My love, my darling, come to me!" Turning in that direction, Abel descended the steps to the cavernous মহাকাশ amongst the pilings, the darkness absolute after the bright lights of the attractions above. Under the boardwalk, he could hear something dripping nearby. Voices greeted him: "My love! You've come at last!" "My darling - we've been waiting so long!"
What happened in the darkness was unclear, unseen, but soon the voices resumed their calls "Come to me...Come to me!".
I sit and wonder…
Whatever happened to the days?
Watching BSG and হারিয়ে গেছে with Charles,
Playing তারকা Wars with him,
And Shortys?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of Josh helping me through the grief of my father’s death.
Whatever happened to the days?
Of chicken and egg সালাদ sandwiches at the SUB and take-out Chinese for dinner?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of GIRLS NIGHT OUT!
Whatever happened to the days?
Of spring at KU?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of KU’s waterfall and walks at midnight…
Whatever happened to the days?
Of all my বন্ধু at KU, and what great বন্ধু they were.
Whatever happened to the days?
Whatever happened to the days?
Watching BSG and হারিয়ে গেছে with Charles,
Playing তারকা Wars with him,
And Shortys?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of Josh helping me through the grief of my father’s death.
Whatever happened to the days?
Of chicken and egg সালাদ sandwiches at the SUB and take-out Chinese for dinner?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of GIRLS NIGHT OUT!
Whatever happened to the days?
Of spring at KU?
Whatever happened to the days?
Of KU’s waterfall and walks at midnight…
Whatever happened to the days?
Of all my বন্ধু at KU, and what great বন্ধু they were.
Whatever happened to the days?
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” ব্যক্ত Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” ব্যক্ত Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
