An Echo...

His words were a soft, small echo
Within my head.
Words that keep repeating themselves over and over,
In my head...

As they kept repeating themselves,
Her smile becaming happier and happier.
Why was she happy?
After all that she had felt,
Why smile?
Because within those words,
Was a sign.
A sign that told her that she was wanted.
That she wasn't going anywhere, and that deep down
He cared.

So within these words,
That kept repeating in her head,
Was the happiest feeling
She had ever felt,
From one that had hurt her so much.

Words I wont forget,
Words that were a soft sweet
Echo...

 

 

Chaya M. Darkness