Like Water in a Jar

Things change, sometimes too easily. It is so much worse when one person changes and leaves the other picking at shards of what once was a great relationship. Why do people get left behind? So now he's gone and she sits there silently, quietly, barely moving.. like water in a jar. She waits. She waits for him to come back so she can feel those ripples of joy again. She sits and waits..

They used to be 'us'. Now they're just two lonely people trying to forget each other. She struggles to forget the way his arm felt around her waist.; the way his hair felt in her hands; the way his smell lingered on her pillow; the way he chewed when he ate; she struggles. He dies a little when he thinks he sees her face in a crowd. He urges himself to forget her soft skin and the way she fit just perfectly in his arms. He pushes away the thought of her warmth and those eyes that spoke. They struggle to forget each other's names.

What came between them? They try to find an answer - as though an answer would alleviate they sorrow. They try to vindicate their feelings. Perhaps they were too young. Perhaps their dreams got in the way. Perhaps they just weren't the same people they were all those years ago. Sometimes, life's biggest tragedies boil down to the simplest things. Yes, they just weren't the same people.

So now they sit, each in their own world. He finds comfort in the new surroundings and she clings on the familiarity of the old. As sunset's shadow descends on their insipid lives, they put together pieces of their memory so as to not lose the past entirely. But memory can be cruel - some moments get lost along the way and slowly you begin to lose the person entirely. So now they sit and remember their lost companions, hoping that maybe one day sweet release will make them forget their names.