Desire
Desire
As soon as I lit my cigarette she spoke out "bad dreams? " I momentarily stopped then again resume my work, I answered "no "
she giggle hearing my answer it almost sounded childish, I looked at the clock at 2:55 am. She again asked "then ? ", now I can feel her presence behind me I can smell her body soap
I briskly answered taking a drag " good dreams, dreams of past...." I stopped. She mischievous asked " Was it so good, that it turned bad " Now her voice is right beside me almost whispering "what that you fear of darling? It's a good dream"
I hastily replied " I fear the urge to desire, I fear the reality won't satisfy my urge." Now she laughed it sounded so sinister. In the past she wasn't like this, her black as night hair always carried a gentle breeze of its own, she was always swaying to her own rhythm but then something happened.....everything was lost even the sparkles of her eyes. She purred out " desire? You fear desire ? Since when ? "
I looked briefly beside me and answered " human die of their own desire to satisfy themselves, when they can't satisfy it they look for someone else......someone more miserable than them." I stopped and it was a suffocating silence for a split second, many questions hanged in the air. Now I enquired " what are you doing here in the dead of the night? " I can feel her eyes on me "Darling you ask silly questions, but you don't answer my questions " she replied
"What question? " " since when do you fear the known and love the unknown?" Her voice grew cold, I knew she is waiting for her answer
I mumbled " since you died " since I killed you.