Tuesday, 10 June 2014
He Took His Melancholy Out The Back Door - @Studio30Plus Writing Prompt
Tears continued to drip from his moist eyes, rolled down his cheeks and fell to the pages below. He loved to read. He read several books a week. But never had he come across such a text as was currently before him.
It was such a sad tale, about a woman in the last throws of cancer. The funny thing was she was strong while all those around her were so broken-hearted and weak.
Page after page reminded him of her. And his heart ached all over gain. There had been happy days together, sure, but at the news of her fatal disease his sunny skies had clouded over. And she had been the strong one not him. She told him how he'd manage when she was gone. And she was sure he would be just fine. He didn't believe her.
"I've got to get a grip" he thought. "It's been five years now."
Determined to accede to her last wish that he go on living, a wry smile crossed his lips as he chucked the unfinished tome through the passage way. And with that he took his melancholy out the back door from where it would never return.