Monday, March 28, 2011

"Goodnight"

"National Security recommends everyone settle in low lying areas in your homes. Basements are preferable, but..." The static of the AM radio succumbed to God's fury, as well.

Locking eyes, they could see into each other's souls for the first time in years. Deep down, however, nothing was the same. What once was filled with an inexplicable desire to be one had split into two separate entities that lived in different shelters under the same roof.

A tear streamed down her emotionless face as she selfishly yearned to turn back time and undo all of her plastic spells and take back all of her empty words. He stared blankly at her feet in shame for betraying her for months of pseudo-paradise in a pseudo-candy land of hedonistic pleasure.

Perhaps their fate was mere symbolism for what already was. Regardless, they walked hand-in-hand to the front porch together to await consequence.

From afar, there it was; a surreal reality to equalize all and leave no one behind.

Embraced for one last time, the world before them turned white.

"See you soon, my love. Goodnight..."

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