Impulsive Reaction

Impulsive Reaction

prompt: A Hat-Box Becomes A Stash- Box Or Does It?

Elenore Saga Part: 6

This morning I received another letter

I should respond, but I know better

She has to know by now that it's truly over

As I stared at the wax stamped clover

I debated if I should break the seal

Or just let wounded hearts heal

She needs to let this go

Her family crest makes three in a row

But as soon as the courier delivered our wire

I immediately built up the fire

The January frost moves quickly at night

especially during the dawn's light

I stared at the hearth, waiting to feel its heat

As I stood in my stocking feet

My plan was to turn her words to embers

For the pain is not mine it's hers

A soft noise makes my heart skip a beat

As I hear the padding of her smooth feet

With letters in hand, I panic

Around the room, my eyes flick

I soon spotted my saving grace

As the seconds tick by, my heart begins to race

Upon the mantle sat an old hat-box

As I open it, my stomach rocks

For now, this will have to do

To hide the truth from hurting you

My sin I choose to bear

But as for Elenore, this pain she can't share

My love is deeper than my mistakes

If unleashed, the whole Earth shakes

I can't live one day without you

Your love, my own heart, be true

I kiss your lips by morning's light

In this moment, everything is right

oh, my sweet, sweet Elenore

Tis' you I live for

A.D. Small

May 8, 2023