Thought as Dark as The Room

a little piece for "Motion Sickness", the short story I currently write based on This Song.. 

Horner could imagine her walking alone in the crowd. With her look and family reputation, it’s not hard for her to convince people who don’t care that she has someplace to go, someone to talk to, and something that required her attention. He could imagine her wearing her business suits, walking as she divide the sea of crowd to make way. Desperately trying to get nowhere. It could be a perfect façade, not only to fool people, but also to fool herself. Even if it’s just for a short moment.

He couldn’t bear to imagine that this beautiful creature has to endure a large amount of empty feeling.

Drowning in the thought as dark as the room he is in, Horner curled himself against her, trying to at least ease the feeling that suddenly burden his heart so much, he felt the pain started to feel physical. As if his heart actually burnt and he’s too helpless to put out the fire. He snuggled her, closing his eyes and hopelessly trying to make as much body contact as he possibly could. His childish mind wishes that that much body contact could make transferring pain possible, because he would really love to share that kinda pain, if it’s what it takes to unbreak her and ease her lifetime pain. Even just for a little. But of course, he couldn’t make it happen. No amount of willpower could make it possible.

Horner closed his eyes, kissing her cheek gently. Once, twice, then the third time. He didn’t even bother to let go. Horner decided that if he couldn’t take some of the pain, he would just give this beauty so much. Even beyond his ability to love. He would love her again and again and again, until maybe, just maybe, his love could be enough to even out the pain she bore her whole life, and for the days to come.

Human could only love so much, Horner thought. But he promised himself that he wouldn’t give up on her.