Cloudy passenger window
Heat venting the windshield
Rain tapping the sunroof
Deep breaths caught up in the thick energy
The question lingering over their heads
Hour of sitting
Her hand in her lap
His on the armrest
He’s reaching but the space between
There is no answer
A call to move
Yet
Moving closer isn’t enough
Where will…
She can’t ask anymore
Pushing down what needs to come up
Words crowding his mind
Clawing at the inside of his skull
Each word pressing at his teeth
His lips catch them before their tempting release
Just maybe
It has gone too deep
The engine rattles
Calling their attention back
To the sitting
The closeness of being near and so far away
The final reason to stay
He still won’t say
The answer
Her eyes sliding to his
Looking down at his hand
Fingers still open
Hoping to hold hers
Too late; the sowing of longing has taken over
Harvest of unresolved emotions
Questions
The question
His eyes stay on what’s ahead
Hers back out the window
His lips part
Sounds slip out
Mumble her name, make it plain
All she hears
The rain
Louder than the beating of her heart
Her love reaches for his hand
But pride lets the ghost of resentment grow
Jaw clenching; she balls her fist
Eyes shut tight at his reflection
Opening them only to focus on the rain again
The answer
A frosted-over need
What about…
No more questions
His hand slowly moving back to his lap
Fingertips rubbing his jeans
Sweat left behind
A shudder ripples through them both
He swallows the answer
She buries the question
About the Creator
Aura of Viv
Words have always been one of my things. I love them. I love to write about any and everything. I don’t like being in one genre, I like to write what I feel and hope that others feel it too.
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