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Sacred Things
Late in the night a man sits at his chair in front of a computer talking with friends and then he gets a call from one of them and talks for a while sharing some jokes and having fun talking for a while one gets off and says she is going to be back in half an hour so the other 2 talk for an hour or so and tell each other things the man hears about how his friend had asked his very close friend a question of how long they would last and hearing this he feels a shudder of hate and sadness for the answer that he heard from the question...a few hours pass the man still there walks around to let out some of his sorrow that is now building up inside of him...the time passes the friend is back and he asks to call her so he does they talk for a while and it gets later and later while they talk the woman tells the man that she wasn't going to have their relation last very long which is like to the man a sword stabbed through his heart shattering him inside and he slowly feels a tear come but holds it back remembering that he never wanted to cry again so he listens to her for a while understanding how she feels upon this his body shatters from the feeling of it and how he may loose the one thing he loves the most and who would do anything i
"I'm not ready for this yet but can we still be friends" he says yes and seems to look happy but dies inside and hates himself for ever bringing up the conversation the night before and thinks to him self as he walks through his own hell to his sanctuary and when he gets there he goes to his desk and writes a story of how his life has always been doing this and how he feels that he did something wrong or said something which he shouldn't have said and remembering her words of the night before he sits and thinks on the words of her beautiful voice telling him and the time they spent together which makes him smile but cry on the inside again during this time he is always thinking of her as a image of an angel to him she is standing there looking at him not being able to see his true feeling keeping them locked inside as he has done for many years since he feels not to worry any one with his problems and he tells them not to worry about him sadness taking him over at this point he just thinks to him self sitting writing feeling the pain empty from his mind and onto the paper felling all his passion and love empty into his work his writing his true being and feeling spill onto the paper looking out his window he remembers the feeling of belonging and the feeling of knowing some one will always be there for you no matter what you do and he thinks of this but is just confused even more by the thoughts of this and he remembers the happy parts of his time of the weeks he was along with her thinking of this he fills with a passion of neutral being and rests his feeling into the earth lays there and lets it empty from him trying to release his feelings into the element's of his self thinking of the angels and the gods asking them for pity and wondering why they always hunted for his sorrow and sadness it seemed to him so he searches for an answer and comes up with one simple reason which he says silently to him self and then shudders at the words and sleeps for sleep is the last thing he as left now but to sleep and try to remember the good parts of his time and to remember everything he loves about her. f she beckoned him to do it like a slave slightly but not as commanding and controlling the night passes and the man thinks gets few hours of sleep and wonders if he did something or if he should try to make things right the next day after this its time to go and he gets ready and just sits thinking till he sees her that day and she looks at him and just ignores him mainly for the most part and acts as if he's not there inside he sits and watches as his heart is torn and shattered by his inner feelings depressing him to the point that drives him to sadness and as he watches her throughout the day he knows that inside he is weeping but out side he looks the same as always to keep himself as false happy as he can be for the hours of the day and then at the close end of the day when he sees her the last time she talks to him and says this one line that burns like the sun on the smallest being of life trying to sustain its self but then dies and this one line which is.
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