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Teardrops
I can’t stop the tears falling down my cheeks. This sense of helplessness is unbearable; I just can’t keep them from falling. I look down at my hands: they’re trembling. My eyes stinging from crying too much. I can barely see through them.This is just too much. It feels like years… I want it to stop but I know this is going to take some time before everything will be over. Alas! This is excruciating. I didn’t know! O, I really didn’t know this was going to end like this.I sniff, for my nose is running now. I dry it with the back of my hand and I bend down, on the counter, resting my forehead on the forearms. I try to make the tears stop, but they don’t seem to want to interrupt their flow.
I take a deep breath and I try to recompose myself; it doesn’t work. The tears start again and I’m craving the moment in which I will finally be able to stop.
O, how I wish this could end soon! I know, however, the road is so long and paved with sorrows, and I can’t stop thinking that I deserve this. I know bad actions are like boomerangs… they come back, no matter what, and they hit you right in the face. O, how it hurts!
I shake my head, as I think this wasn’t supposed to be this way. I tried to keep myself from crying but I’m just helpless.
And the tears keep falling… like rivers, ancient dusky rivers.
“Bette?” I hear the angelic voice calling my name.
I take another deep breath, as I close my eyes, trying to stop the rivers, and I turn around. I look into those beautiful hazel eyes; there’s compassion in them. Sympathy… but it’s a mocking sympathy. O, how beautiful she is! My love… yet, she’s the cause of these tears…
“How many onions left?” she asks.
I turn back to the counter and I see I’ve only cut one and I whine… “Five!”
I look at her as she tries to stop the smirk forming on her lips, “Well! I told you I was going to make you pay”, she says, raising a brow.
This is the price I have to pay for waking her up with a tickle attack… at six in the morning.
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cellphone48 says
To cute!
skycaptain says
Lol…Love It!!!
Blackbird says
You had me sold. I never, ever would have guessed onions! What’s not to love about a vegetable twist to a story? PPS
ut says
Lol so cute, love them
brinny says
So funny! How about telling us what happened during the tickle attack?
lipitora says
Hey dear.
good to see you back here :-) in such a wonderful story.
It was sweet and funny, I really liked it. but I always like what you write: P
you tell, that there will be a continuation of the “Power of Goodbye”?
mamadoc91 says
Great! Thank you!
didi1956 says
Funny!Thank you.
trecelovinit says
Too cute!
ladywesty says
Love it as always. Keep on writing girlie and I’ll keep on reading your stories!
Seahurst says
Fantastic job of building the tension…then ending it with love and laughter. Perfect! Thank you!
Bette0Porter says
I’m so honoured to read a comment from you, Seahurst! Really, you just made my day! Thank you.
And my thanks also to everyone who left a comment, of course. You really keep me writing. I’m glad you liked this little one.
tibettenation1 says
Hahahahaha cute and love it!
mscully says
Lovely and creative.
Congratulations Bette Porter.
kingg says
Onions!…hilarious! :-D…short and sweet…great writing BOP…and here I was expecting another tear jerker well kinda but this time it was the stinky kind..tell ya you keep us on our toes til the very end. Nice work thx…next!