A Valentine’s Day Story

Her laugh broke the silence. “Was that an echo?” she thought to herself as her embarrassing bark came to a sharp end. “Is my home really so empty?”

Truthfully, it was. Not only did it lack the pink, red and naked baby decorations that adorned every surface today, it was also devoid of humans beside her. The silence was just a tangible portrayal of her loneliness, bone deep and soul solid.

She had used to think the sky was blue; she now knew it was only painted blue. Remembering she had believed differently reminded her of her past, though. It was the past that had made her laugh.

This loneliness was all her doing. After all, it was she who had moved away. It was she who had made them all say good-bye. And it was she who had, at the last minute, requested a rain check on her date tonight. Tonight, the 14^th.

The only time loyalty came to play in her life was when it came to her MO: running away.

“But,” she thought as she unwrapped a chocolate from the gold box, “I still like this more than what was before. I’m happier now.”

Because now, she didn’t have to deal with the pain of others or how they felt about her. Now, she was free. Plopping down onto her wide couch all by her lonesome, she popped another chocolate into her mouth and reached for the remote. Because now, now one knew her secret.

It had been foolish of her to accept a date request for tonight. She had her own tradition to uphold. Every year, on the 14^th of the 2^nd, she reveled in her successful cover-up. Today being the 10 year anniversary, she could finally be sure the truth would never, ever see light. Let’s just say, there was a body that would stay buried.

This loneliness really was all her doing.

Flicking through the channels, she laughed loudly to herself once more.

 

FIN

 

I had way too much fun writing this. 

Love,

Ella

 

Song Quote:

So what became of loving man and what became of you? -Handshake, Two Door Cinema Club

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