The sun seemed to make the room dimmer this morning. Thinking of his smile, I watched him fade. My body lay like stone, my mind numb, and I realized that those giant fingers would never play with mine again. My sheets turned to ice, and I hugged my knees, shut my eyes.
Misty green and blue and silver were his windows.
His copper eyelashes on my cheek.
His cocky grin.
"Stop being such a woman."
I grin, suppressing a grimace, and bury my face in my pillow.
"Whatever, Silly Goose."
We weren't meant to be, but I've left the hive, escaped my honey, and flown far away.
I imagine him laughing it off, or staring at the ceiling like I am right now.
My body's been unplugged from the wall, and I flop through the day
Through good morning and chickens and tax homework
Through I need a hug so badly right now
Through I can do this, because
He said I could.
A giant took a giant ice cream scoop
Started under my collar bones
And now there is a cave where my torso used to be.
Breathing? Forget it.
Smiling? Good luck exceeding the average.
Have I done the right thing?
