Status: hiatus
Pear
Prologue
It ended like the course of the sun over the sky.
They didn’t notice at first, not even as the blue faded to pink and the moon rose on the horizon. Not even as the mosquitoes came out to eat them alive, and the possums woke up as the birds went to bed. Not even when the cars drove slower and the screen doors locked, not even when the chimneys were lit and the starlight was guiding their way.
They didn’t notice the day had gone until it was dark, and the crickets sung goodbye for them before they had even begun to pack up and leave.
It seemed fitting that, just as they had coasted through the days and months of happiness and sunshine, they coasted right out past the break until they both realised that they had lost the other somewhere along the way.
It ended without ceremony, without fanfare. It wasn’t hushed or angry, tearful or public.
And it certainly wasn’t deliberate.
They just seemed to melt in to each other,
until they were nothing at all.
They didn’t notice at first, not even as the blue faded to pink and the moon rose on the horizon. Not even as the mosquitoes came out to eat them alive, and the possums woke up as the birds went to bed. Not even when the cars drove slower and the screen doors locked, not even when the chimneys were lit and the starlight was guiding their way.
They didn’t notice the day had gone until it was dark, and the crickets sung goodbye for them before they had even begun to pack up and leave.
It seemed fitting that, just as they had coasted through the days and months of happiness and sunshine, they coasted right out past the break until they both realised that they had lost the other somewhere along the way.
It ended without ceremony, without fanfare. It wasn’t hushed or angry, tearful or public.
And it certainly wasn’t deliberate.
They just seemed to melt in to each other,
until they were nothing at all.