"This is as far as I can go... the looking glass has begun to shatter and its time to say goodnight. I can protect you no longer..." His body shimmered in the red sunrise.

"Our love is forbidden anyways... forget me and move on..."

Tears stung my eyes, it was obvious now. He didn't die that day, he just left me to live on my own. How miserable I was, how I looked, how I dressed, how I acted...

He's still here, he's still everywhere I go. Not dead. No, he's alive, but he's hiding. He's hiding from eyesight, but I know he's watching.

Everyday, that same exact day he left me, there's a rose, beautiful, green petals, dead rotten, lying on the desk at school where we had first met. Two blocks down the street, the elementary school where I go to every year once a year to visit that desk, fourth row, third seat in. The rose is always there, June 10. Every year since the day he left me.

I know he will be back, he will be back to take me with him, and that day is coming. The looking glass is shattering for me as well, this year, this is the last year I will be allowed to stay here. I know he hadn't forgotten me. She couldn't have.

"I will come back for you..." His finger on my heart, my heartbeat pounding, blood thumping through my body, hurting my ears. "Your heart is mine..."

That dream will come true. This year, we will disappear together, we will live inside of the shattered looking glass.

Keyword: looking glass pain suffering forbidden love

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Posted by bubbly 2008-07-03 23:28:27 wow! hi! isabeta. this was a lovely read. sort of a fascinating tale to be re-read. whats the mystery behind the glass. i m extremely curious. overall, a well-written story. keep it up. lol. ;-) + Report this comment

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