She part 2
A hand reached from behind her stopping her before She
Could leave She turned to look at who prevented
Her from disappearing into the night…………
He spotted her the moment She walked into the dim smoked fill lounge
The sound of a jazz band had the walls to the place vibrating
And the haze from the smoke made His eyes water
It‘s been years since he’d seen her but he’d recognize her any where
Life had taken its toll judging by the harshness in her features
Her eyes clouded over by too many nights spent chasing dragons
For a moment he thought about ignoring her existence
He was a good man to her and She did nothing but f**k him over
How many times did he forgive her and take her back
How many times did he have to rescue her from herself?
Too many but still he held love for her deep within His heart
That’s why when he saw her he couldn’t let her disappear into the night
She looked up into His eyes and recoiled as if she was a rattle snake prepared
To strike until memories of him begin to flood her mind
This one was good to her, loved her so completely, she bled him dry of any emotions
Kept on taking and taking until he became an empty vessel
Why was he looking at her like that, pity?
She didn’t need His pity or His help why didn’t he release His grip on her arm
He just stood there gazing into her blank eyes maybe
Hoping to see if there was any goodness there
He led her back to His table ordered coffee and for him another Jack Daniels
She pulled out a cigarette and lit up blowing circles and
Taping her un-manicured fingernails on the
Table top waiting for him to say the first word
He didn’t he continued to stare, what was going on inside of him
Tired she sighed and lay back against the seat and closed her eyes
Let him watch if he wanted she no longer gave a damn what he thought
He didn’t have to prevent her from living in fact he should have just let her be
Her coffee arrived and so did His drink in silence they both drank their fill
Empty cup and shot glass sat in the middle of the table she got up to leave
What’s happened to you that has made you so hard? His words stopped her
She looked down at him an evil grin crossed her lips, “Life”, she said sitting back down
Wasn’t I a good man to you? I didn’t beat you, cuss you out of your name, I treated you
Like a woman loved you with everything inside of me
Yes you were a good man and I treated you like sh*t maybe that’s why I did, because you were
Too good for me, you deserved so much better
Look I couldn’t let you leave seeing you need someone, a friend maybe
I’m no good I’d only take from you all that you have to offer and leave you
Wishing you’d just let me walk out into the night and become one with the darkness
I still love you
Don’t say that
Why?
I’m not the type to be loved only forgotten
Let me help you, I know I can
She got up to leave he rose too
She turned to look at him one last time
Thank you for the coffee
Wait
She didn’t stop her steps became hurried reaching the door someone
Called out to her she veered around to see hoping not to be detained once more
Hey baby where you been can I buy you a drink
Yeah but not here let’s pick one up on the way to your place
Hours later a knock at His door
He opened up to two policemen
Their faces said it all She was dead beaten by her old lover
The same man she ran into that night in that smoked filled lounge
Jazz resonating throughout the place, but no one took notice of the
Wicked gleam in her old lover’s eyes
He appreciated their coming; thanking them he slowly closed the door
© 2011 ek ellis