Transparent Trevor I called him. He couldn't keep a secret from me, no way. All I had to do was look into those pale blue eyes of his and I’d have a pretty good idea what he was thinking; well, most of the time! His eyes were like the windows of his mind and I could see right through them.
Trev was never the same after Jane, the love of his life passed on. He stopped going out the house. I reminded him once that it was still his round at the pub. But he didn’t go to the pub anymore.
Little by little his eyes became hazy; I couldn’t see past them. It was like looking at a cloudy sky and a setting sun. I wonder what he was thinking? And all Trev saw was a cloudy sky and a setting sun. For him, every day the sun set a little earlier. Each day he would wake at sunrise and stare from his window as the world went by. Then the sun would set. The next day the sun would rise then set a little sooner; the next day sooner still.
Sunset, sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset......sunset
A sad tale. You captured his despondency perfectly, and his closer to death. Very good Keith.
ReplyDeleteRather poetic, Keith, nicely done.
ReplyDeleteA rather poignant tale Keith. In such a few words, moving and poetic. Well done.
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Aww, quite a sad tale, well written.
ReplyDeleteSuch a powerful description of what it must be like to lose the love of your life and in that any desire to continue with the business of living. Some die in an instant, some die a little every day, a tragic tale of finding no reason to carry on.
ReplyDeleteA tragic tale of inevitable ending told in a brilliantly poignant manner.
ReplyDeleteVery heartfelt. I do often wonder about those left behind when their long time partner goes. Sad tale, well written.
ReplyDeleteOoh. Nice. I'm reminded of the opening of a great book I recently read called "The Honesty of Tigers". Well done, my dear.
ReplyDeleteIt is most wanting and sad seeing someone pine for a loved one. The extent of loss and grief will depend solely on the closeness to the person missed. Though in most instances it is not made known to others who can just feel it somehow!
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Nicely done!
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