Dear ZedTears, Not Just a Pretty Face #2 By Tambu Geeray
There he stood, looking at her
In ways she’s never been looked at
There was a lot to say
To give peace to her troubled soul
But the words wouldn’t come out
He feared the outcome of his eventual outpouring may spell doom
“Hold your tongue man,” he said to himself.
Still he held her so tight and gently placed his lips
On her left ear
Like he had found that perfect diction
Again, the words failed to come to fruition.
In his frustration, he reluctantly took another deep look in her eyes
As dark clouds gathered therein
In a whisper, slowly he said her name
Then hesitantly walked away
Doing all he could to stifle the tears from trickling down
Denying her the luxury of his weakness.
She didn’t want him to leave
But made no effort at holding him back
She had felt his heartbeat the whole time in that bitter-sweet embrace
Wishing he said something, anything
Even a true lie wouldn’t hurt now
But suffice beautifully
The spasmodic rhythm on his chest was too much to bear
There was more to this than mere words
Of that she was sure
She knew him so well to understand that right there
That heartbeat was that of a bird
Like Big bird in sesame street
In dire need to flap her wings and touch the sky.
With sad eyes she let him leave
She watched him close the door
And with parted lips, she knew he loved her
But something was missing.
Check out Not Just A Pretty Face #1 in case you missed Tambu Geeray’s beautifully written piece.
Design, Art direction, Illustration, Cover design Mock up By Philip Abang Credit: Tambu Geeray - Not Just A Pretty Face