Excerpt: Concept: Love

Love is not an emotion or a type of sixth sense- it is a concept that is different to everyone. The components for love are trust and security; no matter how doomed or short-lived, a love with both components can survive even the most devastating of scenarios. Love, to me, is when a bad day can be reversed with a simple “hello.” It is when you know without a doubt that your significant other only has eyes for you (and not that nameless ex who enjoys complicating things). Love… is when you can’t stop thinking of her although you’ve known that special person for months, even years. Love is when you are leagues away from him and still whisper a barely audible “goodnight” knowing that somewhere… somehow… it echoed gently into his ear as he slept.

~x-X-x~

EXCERPT:

“Can… can you stay with me until I have to go?” she quietly asked, trembling a little. He knew she was afraid. He knew. “Of course,” he whispered into her ear. “I’ll stay right here, holding you in my arms forever.” He took in a few shuddering breaths and, against his will, quite a few tears rolled onto his pillow. “And if you’ll turn around, I’ll kiss you as gently as one might smell a rose. Even w-when you’re gone, you’ll be mine forever.” She didn’t shift in his arms to face him; she was already asleep. “Cara… m-my beloved Cara… I hope you can st-still hear me be-because I’m not finished.” He sobbed openly with an arm thrown across his eyes, his teeth bared in a pained grimace. His heart felt as if it was consumed by freezing flames.

“I love you… I love you so much… please don’t leave me… please…”

And he was suddenly quiet. His eyes unconsciously scanned the room; the rest of his attention was fixated on Cara’s slowed breathing. Warren sat up and pulled the young lady into his lap, bent over her, grief-stricken. His tears fell onto her closed eyelids and mostly slid off the sides of her face into her hair. He held her delicate wrist in his hand, all too aware of her fading pulse. “I love you…” he mouthed silently, unable to speak past the lump in his throat. “I’ll find you again. Even if it takes me centuries and countless lovers… there will only be you, my love. Only you…”

Cara’s chest rose… and fell… rose… her pink lips opened a little to emit a tiny sigh… and her chest fell. Her faint pulse remained under his fingers for a minute more before that, too, went away. Time of death: 3:12 AM, August 18, 2009.

“Goodnight, love.”