Last Memory

Last Memory

What's the last thing you remember?

I remember
how I laid in his bed, wrapped between the sheets while his arms held me. In a sense, he understood that when darkness took over the sky, I would become an empty shell. Just another broken person.

I told him:
"don't get too close,"
but he had no problem with taking such a risk. His dreams began to paint over my nightmares and somehow, I stopped thinking about the disposable razor I hid for myself in the bathroom.

I remember
those warm summer nights when he made me understand my worth. The way my heart listened was remarkable, as he morphed himself into my anchor chain. The things his words revealed pulled me from the thoughts of wanting to die yesterday.

Our love looks unfinished,
but I am no longer treading water everyday. I used to inflict pain on myself, long before we met...standing on a line, between life & death. Today, your love teaches me that those dark thoughts...they're just reminders of what I can overcome.

My mind hears smothered voices,
but they are merely characters now and I can shut them off just like how one would close a book.

The last thing I remember
Was the day I was brought back to life.

Author's Note

A short story that I'm dedicating to my beloved boyfriend & it tell how his coming into my life has changed me for the better :)

Reviews

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

This was such a powerful and emotional read.
This had such depth to it and it really does come from deep in your heart.
I am so glad that this guy has helped you overcome so much, those thoughts of cutting yourself/hurting yourself are never good.
Sometimes life is such a struggle, it becomes hard to pull through but with the help of love, it can get allot easier.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings, really really powerful write.