Break Up
“Let’s Break!”
Since the Health report came back from the hospital.
He always told her to break up before go to bed.
Since no one in the world could be so sure that they would all wake up the next day, in order not to become a burden to the partner, getting used to breaking up before sleep seemed a good idea. “Sleeping is the end of the whole day, and a private area for each other that no one could break into”, he said.
Since then, she had started to dream about the lonely, terrifying nightmare. In the dream, she had to hold an ice cube to bribe the ghost to save her partner from the hell in which he was locked. The cube in her hand would melt easily if she held too tight, but fall off and crash to the floor if she held it too loosely. She always found that the cube melted while she was running on the road alone. She always woke up abruptly in the end.
Every time, when she woke up from the nightmare, she found that what she held in hand is not a cube but his hand. He had cold hands and feet all the time, she knew.
He, who slept next to her, opened his eyes and stared at her before she was terrified enough to wake from the dream, with all her icy perspiration. Before she withdrew her hand, he would hold her hand even more tightly and tell her “Let’s be together again today!”
She would smile and hide herself in his arms. “It’s hot. Would you please give me some ice cubes?’ he asked.
Since the Health report came back from the hospital.
He always told her to break up before go to bed.
Since no one in the world could be so sure that they would all wake up the next day, in order not to become a burden to the partner, getting used to breaking up before sleep seemed a good idea. “Sleeping is the end of the whole day, and a private area for each other that no one could break into”, he said.
Since then, she had started to dream about the lonely, terrifying nightmare. In the dream, she had to hold an ice cube to bribe the ghost to save her partner from the hell in which he was locked. The cube in her hand would melt easily if she held too tight, but fall off and crash to the floor if she held it too loosely. She always found that the cube melted while she was running on the road alone. She always woke up abruptly in the end.
Every time, when she woke up from the nightmare, she found that what she held in hand is not a cube but his hand. He had cold hands and feet all the time, she knew.
He, who slept next to her, opened his eyes and stared at her before she was terrified enough to wake from the dream, with all her icy perspiration. Before she withdrew her hand, he would hold her hand even more tightly and tell her “Let’s be together again today!”
She would smile and hide herself in his arms. “It’s hot. Would you please give me some ice cubes?’ he asked.
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