He reaches to her, holding one hand in his, as he caresses her neck with the other. She crushes a wanderlust leaf momentarily, not letting any noise ruin the moment. "I love you.", She says. "You're not going anywhere. We'll get you healthy again.", He replies, but as he leans in, shutting his eyes in anticipation of a fervent meeting of lips, he opens his eyes to nothingness; he realises she has already gone.
This time, the moon bore an uncanny resemblance to his dull figure on that park bench, what had changed, was his perspective. Alone he now sat, surrounded by an eery emptiness. Still in disbelief, he hurries a look on both sides, but as the metal on his left hand clanks against the steel armrest of the bench, he sighs.
He finds himself blanketed in dove white snow, the moon having turned the tiny snowflakes into a striking mirror. This time, it was winter, but his wavering mind had not allowed the thought of his jacket. He notices a leaf half buried under the snow carpet; he flicks the ice off the dwindled leaf slowly. "I love you too.", He whispers.
Written by- @u.zair
Artwork by- @ask_the_dust
The emptiness of the sky is in stark contrast to his heart; the moon, like a fighter standing majestic in a battlefield he cleared, painted a more accurate picture of him. Sun dried and having overstayed their welcome, the autumn leaves rustle hurriedly across the grass, tumbling in the dew on their way across. The moon beamed down on the glistening blades of the finely cut grass carpet in the park; like a lighthouse on a forgotten port, it was the only source of illumination.
She punches him lightly on the arm, he can barely feel it, hidden away behind his padded winter jacket. "It's not even Winter!", She had exclaimed when she walked up to him; all he could do was smile. He turns, with a grin across his face. "I know, i know. But you know I'm in love with the moon!", He teases her; even after all these years, it still got to her. "Every time, after all this time, and you still bring me here every night only to end up lost romanticizing the moon.", She replies, turning her head away annoyed. He watches her tresses dance gracefully across her shoulder, draping silently on the front as they act as a stand-in veil protecting her angry expression. He only loved her more when she did this little orchestra, and it always led to her getting angrier. "Not this time, though.", She says, returning her delicate veil to their place with a flip of her hand; a couple of strands use her ring to break free. "You're not going to get me angry this time. The years have taught me your mischief.", She grins. "Still on the right, isn't it?", He asks, noticing the escape of her hair. "You made me wear mine on the right too, the wedding ring. Why?" She takes his hand in hers as she looks him in the eye "I told you i was weird, you were warned.", she says, with a mischievous smile across her face. "And I've loved every moment ever since i ignored the warning.", he replies, as he catches her go red in the cheeks. "Well, when I'm gone, that's when you can wear it on this hand. Not too long to go, anyway. " her face loses color suddenly, as she shrinks away from him, slumping into the bench.
_______ to be continued.... Written by- @u.zair
Artwork by- @ask_the_dust
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