Unsent Messages

I heard a whisper in the wind pleading "let me in" and the night was cold. Letting you in was the best decision I've ever made. I shivered by your side, slightly warmer by your presence, until the sun arrived. you were on your own, though so was I, so I offered you my day, promising to keep you safe from the dangers of the world. I was a little surprised when you accepted, despite the fact you hinted toward a longer stay. but I don't mind. there's always a shelter within these walls, one I'll give for free. outside the nights are cold and filled with creatures, and the days grow shorter with every passing hour. inside these walls there's no concept of time, only a broken kitchen clock who's hands don't dance along with us but sings a little song. we came to an agreement, not to fight the night at all, but to befriend it side by side. I'd never seen someone so strong before I had met you. one day I left to slay the demons who refused a deal at all. I came back with tattered clothes and cuts on my arms. you held me until the wounds were healed, a perfect duo, so I thought. it was that day when the broken clock began to dance with us again, the first I've ever seen. days went by and when I woke, you said you had to leave. i understood and waved goodbye, thinking you'd be back. I sat by the fire, the one that sheltered us that first night, and waited for your return. eventually I had to leave, more demons to slay. but this time when I came back you weren't there. the clock no longer danced, it only sang a somber tune, a new cruel melody. I pushed myself past my limits and tried again to befriend the night. but the night alone is a dangerous place and I couldn't survive. when you did return you were bruised and broken, now colder than the night. I was too weak to heal your wounds, and you too weak for mine. so laying side by side, together but alone, our hearts have out. like romeo and juliet we believed it was forever. it could have been if things were different, we stood a fighting chance. but no one can fight the the night alone and say that they survived. it was that day the clock stopped singing and never danced again, frozen in time, just like us.

But the story isn't over, there's so much more to tell. Because the love never died and negative feelings always pass. The clock is slowly learning to sing and dance again