In my dreams

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Just to get it out of me.

The air was crystals. Each breath she took hurt her as the sharp edges raced down . How much time had passed now? 10 years? It all was still as raw as before. The adventure they took…her selfish desires that inflicted pain on everyone around her. The number of times she made her break down and cry, over and over again.

There she was again. The gods were most certainly taking a piss on Yoona. She saw her, everywhere she went. Not a single month came and went where she did not come across her mind, at least once. Even if it was just for a fleeting second…she was there.

She wanted to say this place reminded her of her friends. She wanted to say she was proud of what she accomplished...but she knew, when those people looked to her…when the pressure of it all became too real, she ran every time. Rich in thoughts but no willpower to carry them out. The place she had planted trees was fertilized by others.

 There was one plant she saw to care of though, as much as she could manage throughout her drugged induced states. When the people around her fell, succumbing to their darkest desires, Yoona turned to that tree. She wanted to care for it. It was so perfect, magical even, but she let the dark aurora around her poison it. She channeled it. That tree wrapped its arms around her and indulged itself in her toxic waste. The feeling of being wanted was surreal.

And it was surreal. That love they shared could never leave that land. The pain escaped from it, though, every day. Tears spilled and sleep was lost. That love could never transcend those two, though. In a way, it would always be alive between them, but in another, it was long gone.

She stared at him, her, for an eternity, before another person came out of the nearby shop and wrapped his arm around her. Their eye contact lasted a moment longer before he turned to leave. Yoona watched knowing that this was the way it would always be. Never in this lifetime would that tree break the planes of existence. It was only a moment before she too found another set of arms around her waist.

Yes, this was what was best. It was best to leave each other behind. In the past, in that dimension, forever. Where those two characters could love each other, where they could slowly love and kill each other for all eternity.  She would choose to remember the positives…but they could never go back to that lethal wasteland.

Quinnayy

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