Post by nimi on Aug 1, 2011 0:33:44 GMT -5
lucia sat on the curb with her sketchbook, underneath a street lamp. it was twilight, and her paper was difficult to see, shadowed. it didn't really matter, since the picture was more therapeutic than a drawing for a gorgeous result. she had drawn this person so many times, long, sleek light brown hair, a long neck, strong shoulders. One hand was touching the face, and she remembered how those hands would shake gently. Not because elle was cold, or scared, elle just shook sometimes. elle had been lucia's best friend, and lucia missed her badly. the two had fallen out of contact, and lucia would have done anything just to see her again, but she had called, and the numbers had all been disconnected. elle's facebook was gone, and she didn't respond to emails.
it was time that lucia let go of elle, but elle was everyrhing to her, she wasn't sure she could. I need to find a new friend I can love as much as elle, lucia said softly. but it won't work. I can't replace her. she laughed, softly. look at me. I'm talking to no one, like I'm crazy.
lucia looked up at the sky, stars beginning to twinkle. she tried to look for the constellations, ones another friend of hers back home had shown her, but she had never been good at recognizing them. so, she simply lay on her back on the cement of the sidewalk, and counted the stars until she fell asleep.
it was time that lucia let go of elle, but elle was everyrhing to her, she wasn't sure she could. I need to find a new friend I can love as much as elle, lucia said softly. but it won't work. I can't replace her. she laughed, softly. look at me. I'm talking to no one, like I'm crazy.
lucia looked up at the sky, stars beginning to twinkle. she tried to look for the constellations, ones another friend of hers back home had shown her, but she had never been good at recognizing them. so, she simply lay on her back on the cement of the sidewalk, and counted the stars until she fell asleep.