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| Short Stories : Eclipse |
This heart was unleashed, it was unleashed thanks to your touch, which was not fleeting, not brief and not insignificant. Recurring, and at the same time full of tension and calming, simply safe.
How did it come about that one touch changed his life so completely? Had you seen yourself in a café, in a nightclub or on a market square, it didn't matter. It was only important that after a short time they had created their own atmosphere, which together separated them from everything else. It was like this. Been. Back then. A week ago. Two hearts beat together.
This heart burned, burned brightly, a fire of love? Fire destroys, it hurts, it hurts unbearably inside, outside, inside, it pulsates, not only the heart, no the pain surged, it had no rhythm, it was.
A burning heart in search of a confidante. It was desperate, the heart, the cracks cemented with time, which now ran out of it like the sand in a clock. Time passed, passed, only the flames were leisurely, devoutly before the victim. He stared spellbound in the mirror, looked at the burning heart, looked curiously at the flames in his body, which was falling apart in slow motion into insignificance, hair, hands, decaying. He saw himself burn. He did not intervene. It hurt, but he knew the pain. He had lost her. It only hurt one more time. Once. Once. And again. She had played. He had believed in infinity. He felt the infinite pain. The infinite flame. The never ending light. It was. Heart. At home. Intimate. Close. Been.
They had taught him: no closeness, no pain. The pain was back. There. Known.
His body was on the floor. He no longer saw himself. He was just as unavailable as she was. Went. One would find him, one had found her too. Later. It got dim.
She was him. Been. Together. They were. Here. Everywhere they wanted, always wanted, immortality as one.
So much so that they sought immortality, even where it was not allowed to be. Couldn't be. It couldn't be because she was gone. His heart, burning. He wanted to follow. It was getting dark.
Author : Daniel Schäfer
