One small, fleeting moment later, and she was gone. Gone the same way she came. From the mist. Into the fog. Away from here.
But she had never made any promises to stay forever. She had never given any more than she had taken. But did she know that she had taken so much. So much more than those before her. And possibly so much more than those who were to come.
She had shown me places. Places I had seen before and places I had not. Places I had seen before, I had not seen the way she showed them to me. Places I had not were now my seven sins.
And the twelve nights that she took me through were pure enchantment. I cannot recall or relive every moment, because the experience was more than the physicality of it. Then it struck me. That in times like this, you need to smile when you look back.
And so I did.
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- There is a magic in the air that permeates through the very soul of my existence. There is a stillness in the night that floods my senses beyond my imagination. There is a madness inside of me that overflows in everything that I create. There is a past behind me that is overcrowded with memories that drain me out.
31 comments:
Nice one. Wished there had been a pic to go with it jus by reading the title but when I finished reading it whole, I had my answers.. indeed immaculate
"That in times like this, you need to smile when you look back. "
Sometimes this method works wonderfully!
You write exactly how I would like to :-)
hey :a:, this piece seems to follow my latest post (cliches series, scene 9) rather uncannily! it's as if you wrote from where i left off:-)
happy new year, btw!
hope all's well at your end.
wen u looke back at the good times...wen undergoing tough times...really feel a bit relieved.
Beautiful.
Yes, the experience is all that stays in memory.
And her smile.
moments to cherish... you'll remember these forever...
she gave you something for forever... fond rememberance :)
mesmerising use of words!
The title struck me most, and the thought that moments can be so pure.
Awwww... that touched my heart! Incredibly beautiful. And beautifully romantic.
as usual, beautiful post.
I suppose it can be frustrating when someone touches you in such a way and has no idea. Just looking back and smiling can be beautiful and therapeutic. Wonderful sketch!
Happy New Year!!! Have loved your blog forever... what a wonderful storyteller you are...
there is nothing more enchanting then seeing a place differently because we are seeing it through the other's eyes. it leaves so much to discover....i'm smiling after reading this :)
It makes me think of ex-girlfriends. It makes me think of Christmas and its twelve nights.
It makes me think of past moments that were worth celebrating and remembering.
Brings back a lot of memories it did August. Thank you for that lovely piece.
And I do hope you have had a wonderful New Year. ^^
I like the teasing ending, and most things improve in the memory even sadness is less painfull
I find a reason,a way, for closure,with every post of yours that I read.
Thank you.
Beautiful. As always.
Pretty remarkable stuff. Sounds like this woman rocked your world. :)
It's nice to know that we women can do that.
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...and what a difference that smile makes to that experience, as sad as it may be to have her come and go.
awesome!!!
i smiled too :)
Can anything be really immaculate? isnt it just a word with an assumed meaning, like all other words???? anyway, it was ok...wonder why u have no humor in ur writings....
Still pensive?
The feeling of loss, creatively expressed. Glad you could summon up a smile.
And the twelve nights that she took me through were pure enchantment. I cannot recall or relive every moment, because the experience was more than the physicality of it. Then it struck me. That in times like this, you need to smile when you look back.
And so I did.
I lovethe way you had end it over with a smile
It felt just like this.
people who can write this well are gifted... beautiful!!
What a beutiful remembrance...just to be remembered by you this way...she is fortunate!!
nothing i can say can touch the beauty of your writing. profound, utterly profound...
**you need to smile when you look back**
I am smiling too :)
how moving! strange how people come and go in one's life. maybe it only indicates change. and that the world is revolving, so much more to see and to meet..
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