Grieving You (symbolism short story)

The news

Broke

Me.

I put down the

Phone,

Walked into our

Bedroom,

And got into

Bed.

And I lied

There.

I lied there

Thinking

About what you would

Say

To make

Everything

Right.

You’d wrap me in

Your arms

And whisper how much you

Loved me.

How as long as you were there,

You’d never let

Anything

Happen to me.

How everything was going to

Be okay.

I felt

Safest

In your

Arms,

You know.

At night,

When you held

Me as I fell

Asleep,

I just wished we could

Stay there

Forever,

As you

Held

Me until the

End of

Time.

Reality suddenly

Sets in,

And I realize

You are no

Longer here to

Hold me as

I cry.

You left me when

I needed you

Most.

I’m sorry, love.

I know it’s

My fault.

I knew you were

Suffering,

But I couldn’t be

Bothered to reassure

You.

I am so sorry.

Please forgive

Me.

Please come back to

Me.

Come back,

And hold

Me,

And tell me everything will

Be okay,

And tell me that you’ll

Never leave my

Side.

I love

You.

I need you

To know

This.

But it doesn’t

Matter now.

It’s too

Late.

I hoped loving was

Enough

To keep you

Here, but I guess I fell short.

You’ve left me

Here,

Alone.

But I can’t even

Balme you.

It’s my fault for not

Loving you

Hard enough

I wish I had let you

Know how much I loved

You

When I had the chance.

But I want you to know, that

When I heard you

Had died,

Part of me died

Too.

The bed signifies comfort, which is what the narrator seeks, which is why he goes there directly. Words that have lines of there own are symbolic in the way that those are the most important.