ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

My Hope 15

Kit's POV

I am growing restless,

I have to see her,

Talk to her.

It has been weeks,

Since I knew how she was doing.

I feel something terrible,

And ache fluttering in my heart.

So, I call hope,

She doesn't pick up.

But after minutes of my fretting,

She calls

And her voice,

It sends chills 

Through all my senses,

Discerning my intuition

Of something really really evil.

I ask her,

How is she?

She stays silent

As if ruminating of some dark night.

I ask 

Did he hurt you?

'Cause somehow I knew,

He was the kind.

I could hear sobs

On the other side,

Tearing my heart into pieces,

Walking grim cold through my blood.

More than her loving somebody else,

This hurt.

"I am coming to get you,

You are walking away with me,

I am not having a no for a reply"

And all I got from the other side,

Was a relieving sigh.