Out, slowly. In, slowly. Black. Cold ground. Cold wall. Stings at my fingertips, grinding into my arms. Huffs of clouds, carrying particles of my soul into the dark blue void. Where is the warmth that i once felt?
‚i abandoned it.‘
something in the distant screamed in resistance. It was like a song, reminding me of the time when everything seemed blessed. Anointed. A dry chuckle leaves my lips. ‚Before I left, before He came, before he left.‘
It was nonsense, but not to me. As I said those words, memories flashed before me and drugged me with distant joy, that I was convinced to never feel again. A knot inside of me untied and a wave of cold tingling scrunched up my face. Tears began to flow. My eyes hurt from all of the cries I had before. I was too weak to weep, and the pain hit the floor, sounding like gunshots in my ears.
He was gone.