kh_drabble | there's a secret in the story (Reply)

Title; Untitled
Challenge; Tragedy
Word Count; 202
Note(s); First person train of thought drabble here, so it's meant to sound rushed. And this is the first thing I've actually sat down and written in... awhile, I guess. And I suck at titles. Yeah. Onto drabble.

The sky is dark and the stars are dim and I think it’s late at night, maybe even early morning, but it could be midday and it wouldn’t mean a thing in this silly world of never ending night and always fading stars, and the man beside me probably knows better than I do and probably has a word or two that I don’t know to describe it.

If words were his strong point, anyway, but tonight – or is it day? I don’t know and I don’t care so I’ll say night – we’ve talked up a storm and every single choked whisper he’s managed cuts just a little deeper and leaves me just a little more speechless as we trade our customary places, he the one trying to speak one more time in his long rushed sentences and I as silent as the dead flowers on the windowsill I’ve been trying to grow but never ever managed to succeed.

And somehow, as we sit here in the dark as if we’re the only two alive on the world, with every confession spilling forth and twisting into the shadows buried in our hearts, that makes the wilted petals seem all the more tragic.