Two Sentence Tuesday #29

            Alone on the stage, under the bleary gaze of inebriated eyes, his fingers plucked the strings as he began a slow, sorrowful lament in the key of F minor. He found a familiar woman in a green dress, sitting in solitude across the room, and as the pair made an invisible connection, she understood that the song was about them.  

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She sits by the windowsill,

Watching the water drops

Pool in the place

Where his footsteps last fell;

Gazing intently at memories

Drifting through cracks in the trees…

Never come home,

Oh he’ll never come home,

The tears drown her eyes

Since he left her alone;

He went off to fight in the war

Leaving more

Than his wife at the door;

Left his life on the empty shores.

Days spent…

Crying…

Lost to the dark

Of her own broken heart;

Heavy breaths;

Lightheaded groans

As she moans

“Why’d you leave me alone?”

Flips through the channels,

Looking for nothing,

Lands on the tracks

Of a slow funeral train;

Swallowed by black and by gray

On the cold, cloudy day

As she follows

The somber parade.

Walking down monochrome streets,

She is constantly greeted

With staring and pointing;

The chatter of birds;

Hears their words

And keeps walking on by

With her hands in her pockets

And face to the sky.

Nights spent…

Dying…

Grasping at chains

While they ring with his name;

Breathless sobs,

Unbearable groans

While she moans

“Please don’t leave me alone.”

“Please don’t go,”

She cries in her home, all alone…

“Please don’t go,”

She cries, all alone…

So alone…