transcend

Note* this is my first shot at it.


The table was set.
Food was prepared with many of his favorites. The chicken was still in the oven but she gauged that it would be ready by the time he was here. The cutlery was laid and the place was prepared. Her eyes scanned the room in search for any little details she missed. All was ready, everything was in place.

The door opened and she knew he was early. He hugged her from behind. He smelt of sweat but she didn't mind. Instead she liked it. She had, after all, been waiting for him the whole day. He promised to quit his current demanding job to spend more time with her.

Turning around she looked into the dreamy eyes of his. She cherished and loved this moment. Her very wish of happiness is about to be fulfilled. This very day, she would spend the rest of her life with him

He moved closer to her and his lips trembled with joy, moving closer calling her name. He loved her, he said and she was filled with waves of euphoria. He moved even closer to kiss her and she gave in. Whispering sweet nothings, he told her how much he loved her when he was away. She smiled and he went on to profess his love for her. He missed her and would miss her even more and hearing that she strongly pushed him away.

" Don't go then." She broke out. She was not ready for him to leave even though he tried to explain that it was his duties. An argument soon broke out. She insisted that he should not response to the call, why fight for the politicians? But he did not listen, he had to answer his call of duty. It was the right thing to do he said. No amount of persuasion could stop him, no amount of tears.

He left that night. The food laid mostly untouched, the cutlery hardly used. 

Melancholy.

She sat on the floor crying. The only thing she could do.

Somewhere, somebody was playing a sad piano piece. It reflected her feelings and she found herself consumed in her own emotions. She was all alone not only physically. The joy had faded, leaving a melancholic mood around her. The night was beautiful but she was alone to enjoy it. The duality of the night, like the duality of their relationship. So sweet and beautiful but also so dark and cold.

Thoughts of suicide came to her mind, and she entertained them. One by one her fears came true and no amount of struggle and help could stop them. She had just lost her motivation, her purpose in life. Her love.

She was tormented that night.

He was in the battle and gunfire rung in her ears. The whole battlefield laid strewn with bodies and she did not know where she was heading. Wandering aimlessly, she screamed as she caught sight of him. Why this cruel joke? Why must it happen?
He laid there gasping for air and blood stains were noticed on the corner of his mouth. His face was filled with immense sorrow mixed with a tinge of joy upon seeing her. With the little strength left, he raised his arms towards her...

The police arrived the next morning amidst all the chaos. A call was made after the neighbours heard loud chilling scream punctuated with cries. The city had enough troubles on it's own. Among the influx of evacuating refugees, many turned more than once to peek into this house. The case was labelled death by unnatural causes as she laid upon the floor in a weird fixated position with her arms arched above her, They seemed to hug an unseen figure and tearstains were noticed on her face where her eyes stared ahead with deadly intensity.

The remnants of transcending emotions, evident of the transcending love that defied boundaries. She probably now exists on a plane where nothing bounds her.