Alternate Ending To Plath

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“I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck,
Kissed me quite insane."

"Plath," I whispered.

"Yes, Plath." There was a hint of happiness in his voice. I could tell he was smiling.

The cool breeze bore with it the intoxicating fragrance of wild flowers and made the boat sway in its harmony. I lay on my back, closed my eyes and listened. The ripples that formed on the water, the little waves that swept against the oars, his breaths, my heartbeat -- I listened, for that was all I could do.

I kept my eyes closed as his mellifluous voice mollified my insides but only for a moment. All of a sudden, it felt as if my arteries had tied themselves into a knot around my heart like barbed wires and restrained it from beating. …show more content…

I wondered if he would never read me poetry like he did if I asked him what I was about to. I wondered if I would lose my best friend who had been my light for as long as I could remember. I wondered if I'd lose the man who had left his beautiful wife in bed today saying he was only going for a walk, only to come visit me and read me silly poetry. But I had to know.

'I showed this book to mother last night. She-"

"You're not supposed to show this book to anybody. This is our book. Why would you-"

"No, I didn't let her read the poems. I just asked her how many poems there were. And -- and she said there were six. And all this time… all this time, you've only read me five."

He remained silent, and with every second that passed, I felt myself break, bit by bit.

"Why would you skip out a poem all this time?" I demanded, my feeble voice trembled as my nerves got the best of me.

"Because the poem is all about colours.And you wouldn't know what the poet is talking about."

Fool. He thought my thoughts, dreams and imagination were monochromatic. If only I could explain to him how vibrant they were. If only I could give him a peek of the explosions of colours, the fireworks that took place behind the vacancy of my eyes every moment I was with him! But my insecurities didn't let me. What if he didn't believe what I

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