Near to you ..?

Denne movella er til konkurrencen "Bliv inspireret af en sang", og jeg er blevet inspireret af "Near to you" af A Fine Frenzy.


2. at night

Such pain as this
Shouldn't have to be experienced
I'm still reeling from the loss
Still a little bit delirious, yeah



“Such pain as this shouldn’t have to be experienced”, I whispered as quiet as I could. A line from my favorite song, and at the same time the song I hated the most.
I didn’t want to wake up Mike. I couldn’t let him know that I was still thinking about .. HIM.

I slowly crawled out of bed. Grabbed my phone and headphones from the nightstand, quickly found my sweatpants and dragged them on. I stuffed phone and headphones into the left pocket.
I needed some fresh air and at the same time, I needed to clear my head.

I slowly tiptoed down the stairs wearing nothing but sweatpants and a bra.
Silently I opened the front door. I had been doing this quite often the past few months so my parents, they had become inured to me leaving to house in the middle of the night.

It was dark outside, actually it was pitch black. I wasn’t able to see a thing, except for the stars in the sky, blinking at me.
And then there were the silence. 

It was just as I like it.

I walked down the two steps from the porch to the front lawn, and placed myself on the grass about 3 meters from the house.

It was cold but not freezing, just a little chilly.
I laid down on my back and looked up into the sky. I could smell the humid grass and I could feel it touching my naked skin.
I enjoyed laying there in the silence and just looking at the big black sky and the stars in it.
I was beautiful and so peaceful.


-creak- Every muscle in my body froze. I could hear the door being closed, and then I heard the sound of breathing. Someone was out here too.

“Honey?”, a voice said. I sat up slowly and turned my head a bit, just so I was able to see who it was. It was Mike.
“Yeah?”, I answered without turning around.
“W-what are you doing?”, Mike asked me, with a hint of worry.
“I just needed some fresh air. Just go back to bed”, I said to him calmly, but still without facing him.
He placed his right hand on my left shoulder, and asked;
“Are you sure nothing’s wrong?”
“I’m fine”, I snapped at him.
“Oke..”, he said. I could hear he got a little hurt. He removed his hand from my shoulder and I heard him go inside.




Mike was my boyfriend. I loved him, and when I was near him, I was feeling much better than when I was alone.
He helped me without even knowing. Together with him I was healing, getting better. Every day he helped me get a little more over HIM. Even though HE’s gone and Mike is wonderful, it’s hard to move on. There’s still a long way to go.

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