No Longer

• Artist: Dark_Gale017
• Description: I never know where to put my writing, they are short but not really poetry.
• Date: 07/13/2009
• Tags: love foolish sadness

Down the stone street, you could hear his footsteps. He was running, but not to me. No, he was running away from me. Love it is such a foolish thing, to love someone so much but to have them not return that feeling. It is forever heart breaking.

“I’ll wait here for your answer.”

That is what I had said after I confessed my love to him. Now on this park bench I sit every day waiting for him to come and say that he loves me too. I am not naïve but perhaps I am foolish. From morning to evening I wait and he never comes, yet I still wait. I hear foot steps, they sound like his. I feel a hand on my shoulder, strong yet gentle like his hand. My heart starts to beat faster.

“He isn’t coming, please start living again.”

I stand and turn to look, who said this. There was no one there, the park was empty. My heart sinks, no one was there. However, for some reason when I woke the next morning I no longer loved him.

Comments

[Sugar Quill Drops]

So I really liked it... until I got to the last paragraph. Really, why would you do that? It's so brief, and the mood doesn't fit with the rest.
Also, just because it is short, doesn't mean it's poetry. This is still fiction, no matter how short, so you chose the right place. 4/5 stars. smile