The Math of Life

by Six Feet Under The Stars
originally published at 06:37PM on Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Later that night, she found herself staring up at the moon through a veil of trees. She couldn’t imagine being happier than in this moment, lying here in his arms. It felt like they were the only people left in the world. In a way, she wished they were. Because if that happened, then they could be together. Then she wouldn’t have to tear herself away.

Over the horizon she saw the first streaks of purple and pink appear. Though they were almost nonexistent, she knew that meant it was time to go. She reached over to grab her clothes from the dirt, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. “No,” he said anxiously. “Don’t go.Please…just not yet.”

She looked down at him knowing that this could well be the last time they saw each other. This game they were playing was reallly just another formula of life. They only had so many safe days…and each they used now meant one less they could have in the future.