The Eden Awaits

[Practicing writing styles, tell me how you like it]

She remains trapped in an alternate universe, surrounded by an Eden of beauty and freedom. Windows large; she can see everything around her, outside of her prison. The Eden, it calls her name all hours of the day, yet she fears the consequences of vacating her prison she calls home. All she has ever known, all she has ever felt, whether it was good or bad is completely unknown. Wishing she could find the courage to escape, she writes of a better tomorrow, creating physical evidence of her dissatisfaction. Possibly someone will stumble upon this sort of bible she lives by, or documentary, but not in her lifetime, so she assumes.

Her comfort level diminishes, nothing feels right anymore. The most familiar touch, which once sent shivers down her spine and brought tears to her green eyes, now feels nothing more than awkward. The feeling is indescribable. It should be depressing, a feeling of utter loss of love. But this very feeling itself has been accepted long ago, this very moment is simply proof that everything is over. She has never been the one to accept and end it first, she was always the one that would be getting crushed. Considering the fact of how badly the feeling is for the opposing person, she keeps quiet. Playing along with this little game every day. She chooses to play this game for however long it may take, be it days, months or even years.

Her wants, her needs, her loves, they are all different. Confused, she feels she must search to fill the empty void that was once filled. Then she wonders, "why?". This tiny 3 letter word, just like the famous three words "I love you", changes an entire person, leading them on a never ending journey. She only wishes she could attain the ability to lack care. Toss all morals away, fuck everything and everybody, including her hopes and dreams. Live in her mind, not on the surface, just like she does every day, but conceals well.