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Intensity
PAIRING:
Sara/Sofia
RATING:
PG
A
SalSa Drabble
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Intensity.
I
see it burning there behind your eyes, searing into me. Branding
me.
Scorched flesh. Charred and damaged. We are nothing except
casualties now. Casualties – or perhaps walking wounded… our wounds scars and
one day – nothing. A slight mark on our skin the only
indication.
But now.
But
now, I see nothing but white heat behind your eyes. The pain is fresh. It’s
real. It lingers between us like your perfume the morning after…
I
look into your eyes and see your pain.
I
look into your eyes and see my own reflected back.
I
look into your eyes and see our past – ashes now, scorched ruins of a passion
we thought would last and last and…
I
look into your eyes and remember.
I
look into your eyes and try to forget.
You
sigh across the layout table and I look up – our eyes accidentally locked in a
battle of wills. Who will look away first? Who will keep right on looking?
An
accusation lingers there. You know.
You
know my inner conflict. You know of my attempt to put you in my past. Locked in a heart-shaped box with all my other regrets.
How
can I relegate you to the past when you still intrude on my future?
Nervously,
you tuck a strand of chestnut hair behind your ear. And I see it.
I
see it.
I
see you.
It
wasn’t an accusation after all. The look is recognition. Contrition.
Absolution.
You’ve
been trying to forget me too.
You
have your own box. Worn with use. There I sit as you
attempt to lock me in.
It’s
not so easy. Is it?
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