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My dearest Jane, my darling, my favourite, she loves me. She didn’t visit me because of it; out sight out of mind, she thought. She was nervous when she was around me because I might find out. She didn’t let me read her mind because then I would have found out. Why, oh why, didn’t she tell me sooner, and instead tortured herself with thoughts of me rejecting her, or even sending her away ?
I want to tell her I would never do such thing to her when I am interrupted by a strange noise. I then see that it is my Jane, sobbing quietly, her hands covering her face. She must have confused my silence with anger.
‘’Jane, don’t cry, I’m not upset with you’’ I try to console her ,yet her sobs only become louder as a result. Momentarily I do not know what to do. But when I look at her, really look at her, it all becomes clear.
I now know why she is the only one who makes me feel anything at all.
I now know why I am melancholy when she is not with me, why I am ecstatic when she is.
I now know I do not only adore her, I love her.
‘’Jane, I want you to listen very carefully to what I’m about to say’’ I whisper while I pick her up and place her next to me on the couch. Sitting there she looks so much younger than she actually is and for a moment I wonder if what I am about to do is a good Idea.
“ I would never do any of those things to you, you are too precious to me.’’
Suddenly her anger flares. ‘’ You only say that because of my gift, don’t you ?!’’ she yells at me.
“No’’ I say calmly ’’I don’t say that because of your gift. I’ll show you why’’ and then I kiss her. It is only a short, soft kiss on her lips, but is enough quiet her.
‘’My Jane, I adore You, now and forever. I ..’’ Before I can finish my sentence she kisses me back.
She kissed me like only she could. She was like fire and ice at the same time. Her lips burning me and her childlike love easing the pain. I did not know if what I did was right. And I still don’t know if it is. But I did not care, and I still don’t.
The world could be coming to its end, as long as I can hold her, as long as I can have her, I do not mind.

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