HIM (Prose Poem)

She hears her alarm go off. She slowly reaches over to grab her phone to turn the annoying sound off. Once the silence comes back she lies down in her bed and covers her head with the blanket creating a small comforting place under there. She unfortunately only gets a small amount of resting time because then her retired army dad bursts into the room yelling at her to wake up and get ready for yet another boring day of school.

Once at school she starts counting down the hours until He wakes up. Today however He ends up surprising her and texts her first earlier than usual. After a while of texting they end up coming up with a plan to see each other.

After school ends she starts getting really nervous and excited for what she will do tonight. At home she acts like normal so her dad won’t suspect anything. She sits in her room staring out of the window waiting for the sky to go black and the moon to come out and cover her lies. She lays immobile in her bed. Never knowing when her dad could come in and rue her day. Her body cold and blazing at once, stiff she waits for the lies to begin. Silence has come to comfort her again. She knows it is time, she loses control. Rapidly she collects her belongings, and reaches for the door handle.  Without a thought, her body begins to move mechanically. As she remembers what she has done many times before. Silently she pulls the door open, hoping not to make a noise she moves her feet swiftly down the hall. She makes it all the way to the front door and stops. Trying to calm herself down she takes a couple of deep breaths, then steps out into the cold, dark embrace of the night.

Once outside she feels like a caged animal finally released into the wild. She sprints to her car and starts driving. At first she forgets where she was supposed to go because of the rush of adrenaline that is running through her body right now. Her car ends up parked on a street under a light. Looking out of her window she realizes where she is and she starts to get scared. She tells Him to come out and meet her halfway.

Stepping out of the car she starts to question herself. Why does she lie for this? What makes Him so special? She knows she shouldn’t be here, but still keeps walking towards Him. Her questions all go away when their eyes meet. Seeing His eyes is never the same. Those eyes are very unique. Deep pools of green, hazel, and blue tints full of acceptance.