Blind Angel

Sat on a wall with a blind angel. I’d spent the day with the wrong boy and now I had to pay for it; now I had to explain to the blinded one.

“Sooo…? What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“Why not? What happened?”
“Nothing.”
“You said he seemed like a nice guy though, why don’t you give him a chance?”
“He’s an amazing guy, I just don’t want to go out with him.”
“But why not?”
“’Cause I don’t feel that way about him.”
“Well maybe if you give him a chance, you will.”
“I’m not gonna go out with him for the sake of it! If that were the case, you and I would been together fucking months ago!”

And there came the silence I could never ever stand. It hurt. Physically. Not the known awkwardness between us, but my pride piecing through my heart in the knowledge that I had never in my whole life wanted to be wrong this badly. It felt like an eternity until the angel responded.

“I’m sorry, you know I don’t….I already-”
“Yeah you’ve got your Queen of Hearts and a Royal pain in the arse, she is!”
“Woah! Wait a sec-”
“Shut up!”

I waited for an argument, a protest of some kind but nothing came. I didn’t observe this at the time. Perhaps I’d have reacted differently otherwise.

“I do so, so much for you, you told me that yourself, but that ain’t enough for you, is it? What’s she ever done for you, other than make you miserable? How can you love her after all she’s done to you? Why am I not good enough?”
“I’m…I’m sorry…I just…I like her. There’s nothing I can do. I’m not ready to give up on her yet.”
“Then I guess I’m as stubborn as you are. If that’s how you feel, don’t ever talk to me about your problems ever again. I just can’t do it! I can’t listen to you talk about love when you damn well know how I feel about you! How can you be so willing to chase a dream that had a head start from you in the first place; so willing to live in misery and darkness behind a light forever out of reach that you’ve become blind the one that was always chasing after you? You’d rather stay in darkness than be warmed by another light? Well thank you very fucking much, wanker. Don’t talk to me anymore. Not while that light is still chasing you. I’ll be there for you when you’re left in pitch black, the light ahead disappearing suddenly, though I won’t be shining behind you, I’ll just be there. But not for now. I suggest you leave now before you leave in pieces.”

And the angel stepped down, then and there, walking blindly away in search of a light a thousand miles in the distance. I left him walking into darkness without a light behind him. I wasn’t in the mood to chase after him that night.