Heart Ship! The quest for forbidden love.
Surely times were not easy with the angel being so ill. Struggling to keep everything together. But luckily there was her mums. A older lady with a wisdom filed mind. On time she was there to bring us back to this very planet, with a simple kick or word. If it was not for her we would have lost our minds. I say we, for I was not perfect and I made mistakes.
We were a weird bunch I guess, but it all worked out very well. So to say all was just being bad would be a lie. We often enough, that is when I was in and we had the time had some laughs with friends. It is those times that make it all worth it again. A laugh, a drink and carrying your friends home after. Singing, dancing or just being loud under the protection of the stars and moon. Assuming they were there behind all the clouds that shrouded the country.
Our walk home son as we were alone was one to always be remembered. One would understand if they walk through a valley and look up the small mountain and hills to the houses still being lighted up. Like fire flies they sit still and flicker. On and off they go. Something magical when you looked at it with a woman in your arms. On the thunder nights the spectacle would even be greater when those electric white lights decent from the heavens down to the various poles. Lighting up the entire hill like that in some kind of thriller or horror film. Before quickly turning dark again and being taken into a veil of rain.
Those nights were the best. As we both loved the rain. Just a drizzle to steam up our heated body. Or a pouring down extravaganza, getting all wet and dirty. Every opportunity we had we took. As most days were spend in a hospital or working late While she took care of that angel.
Not wanting to spoil the good times we shared with our friends and family. Sure she was ill. But we did all we could to help her. I still to this day feel bad for not being there that morning. How could I when I need to work. It was for them. All kinds of scenarios go through your mind but never this. Never the worst of them all. This was never suppose to happen. How cruel can life be with a person.
Though I never forget that day I came home to an empty house. Not that everything was missing. The sofa, chairs were all still there. No it was the creepy silence. Not a breath but my own was heard. To feel your heart sink into your shoes nailing you to the floor. Just before a blood red frenzy takes control and have you run from room to room in a haze of desperation. Finding every room quiet and empty. A cold chill running up your spine, that drops you to your knees. What has happened. I knew, it is why I came home, I just did not wanted to believe it.
©Ranting Crow2014
We shared a lot of good times as well had our issues. I was not perfect. But one can fall very hard when being so high. It is not so much getting easier, as it is getting better on how I feel. May the read have been to your liking. Till next week
Best Wishes
ranting Crow
It was a wonderful, powerful but sad red Ranting. Hugs my friend
Not everything is as good as we wish it to be right.
Happy to still able to get so much emotion in there. Though written as a journal.
Thank you Milady for the hug and kind words.
I take comfort in the fact that you are able to release the pain by writing the memories — but my heart still breaks.
Leave it whole Desiree. And surely I am healing. or moving forward finding again my own way.