Molly Warton - Stories

Tears in the Dark

20/09/2024
Tears in the dark. Nobody can see them but me. Nobody can hear them but me. Alone in the dark, listen to the rain pitter-patter on the roof. Why do I cry, alone in the dark? Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Why am I crying alone in the dark? Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Let the rain wash my heart out into the dark. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. That movie was nice. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. I liked the songs. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. And everybody lived happily ever after. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Tears on my face, tears in my heart. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Julie and Simon are in love. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. You can see it in their eyes. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Everybody seems to be falling in love. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Everybody but me. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Everybody gets to live happily ever after. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Singing and dancing and sleeping together. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Hearts and soul and body together. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Forever. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. And here I sit, alone on the sidelines, nobody to love, nobody to hold close, I am alone at the edge of the party and everybody is dancing but me, everybody but me, I am alone, completely alone, not together. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Forever. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.

Melancholy, overly melodramatic untitled piece on aromanticism. Also exactly 200 words, so you could call it a double drabble. I do not endorse the views expressed in this piece. I can’t think of a joke to end on, so I’ll just have to leave it here.

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