Sorrow Floats

[nomads-land.livejournal.com]

Title: Sorrow Floats
Rating: PG
Summary: A bit of angsty shortness, Dom’s POV. Unbetaed.
Disclaimer: In some universe, I am a forty two year old nomadic elephant herder who owns Billy and Dom. Unfortunately, it’s not this one. I don’t even own the title. It’s lifted from John Irving’s Hotel New Hampshire.
Feedback: is better to have than digestive enzymes.



Sometimes it’s like a caffeine jolt when he looks at me. I get shaky, flushed, and a little queasy, and I get the urge to do something reckless.
I never do.
Instead I duck my head and pretend I don’t notice him looking. Because if I acknowledge the fact that he is, I encourage all sorts of thoughts that have no business existing, because there’s no hope for them.
It was one night. A single night, and he was drunk. A single night, and he managed to fufill five months worth of my fantasies and dreams. A single night managed to leave me alone in bed with the covers tucked neatly around me in the morning, but with no Billy to be found. A single night produced a note by the coffee pot, with a single line written on it.
I’m sorry, Dom. I don’t want it to be like this.
A single night managed to shatter me, and I will treasure it forever.
I know what sorrow is now, and I know that it will keep coming back, because every morning since, I’ve woken up alone.
But sorrow has a partner in crime, and she is called hope. So when he looks at me again, I smile, and he smiles back.
Hope springs, sorrow floats, and I’m caught somewhere in between where there’s nothing to breathe, and nowhere to go but round in circles.
He’s looking at me again.

Comments

[darkerbreed.livejournal.com]

That was dead lovely! Beautifully written.

[loadedsixstring.livejournal.com]

But sorrow has a partner in crime, and she is called hope.

I love that. Heck, I loved the whole thing. Wish my feedback was better.

[(Anonymous)]

I second the comment that this is beautifully written. I especially like the last two sentences.

Very, very nice!

Catherine

[absey26.livejournal.com]

you are a great writer. i love this story but this line, "But sorrow has a partner in crime, and she is called hope.", is just amazing. even outside its context it is perfect.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

A single night managed to shatter me, and I will treasure it forever. That has to be in the top ten angstiest sentences of all time. :)

That was great, really beautifully written.

*Prods Billy until he goes and talks to Dom*

[nomads-land.livejournal.com]

*gasp!* Top ten? That just made my day. Thank you, I'm glad you liked it, though I think Bills needs a swift kick in the trousers rather than a prod...

[lillywhite1.livejournal.com]

"Hope springs, sorrow floats, and I’m caught somewhere in between where there’s nothing to breathe..." THAT was pure and utter poetry. I loved this.

[nomads-land.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. (Grins wildly) I'm glad you liked it.