Moineau Rouge II

Moineau Rouge II

Ana purchased his forgiveness with a kiss.
Ana  purchased his faithfulness with her soft skin. She purchased Matt's unfaltering love with her body pressed against his. To be young, to be happy, to be in love. The night after the concert Matt and Ana went for a walk while Antony headed back to the apartment with Molly. The noise and thrashing of the night had got their blood going. They were going off to do the sort of quiet things that we never know.
Ana looked over at Matt, her lips curled, and she smiled, "My dear boy, would you rather live forever or die tomorrow?" He stared at her and smiled, "Would you be with me for eternity?" Ana nodded her head, "No, I would have a normal life span. Would you still love me if I got old and you remained young?" Matt laughed, "No way, if you turn into an old wrinkly crone, I'm out!"
I can hardly believe it, can hardly believe him,  Today, this cold sour wine sowed and tear soaked days, immortality would be hell, and without her, not one day would be worth it. Without her, today is black and white. This wine is tasteless. These hands feel nothing but the cold. The stupid boy, she was all that was good in him. All his potential......
Her eyes showed a real concern for Matt's callousness, but she faked a smile. She let the words role off her lips, "I would be alright with dying tomorrow. " Mathieu glanced back at her about t speak, but she continued, "You see my dear foolish boy, I have lived my life one way, I easily had other alternatives, but this was what I chose, and well I'm ok with it ending, Immortality would be hell." Regaining her composure, she continued, "It would start out easy enough, but as time rolled by we would lose each aspect of being human.  First we would lose track of time because it no longer mattered. And pain would be meaningless, knowing that we would be alive forever. "
Interjecting Matt smiled, "A life without pain shouldn't seem so awful."
Scornfully she looked at him, "no my dear, you see pain is the most important thing in the world, it leaves us beautiful scars in our hearts. They follow us constantly, and until we die we look back over our lives and think about the cuts and bruises along the way."  Her eyes were now alight with the flame Mathieu lobed so much. "Every day we are reminded of our fragility, of our lack of destiny, of our insignificance, In our smallness is where we realize the vast beauty of the infinite world that we are only a very small part of. " At this she stood up on the stone wall along the beach, looking down at the ocean below her. "I could throw myself from this wall like Ophelia, and end my story with the world, end my universe. And it would be a matter of profound indifference to me." Matt looked at her, cocked a smile, "Than do it Ophelia" She closed her eyes and leaned forward, letting go slowly, but as she knew, his arms were already around her.
Pulling her back off the wall he fell onto the sidewalk. She smiled at him and laid on him, her body limp like a corpse. "What would you d without me my dear?" The words echo in my ears and rob me of my sleep. Mathieu looking more critical let his emotions go , "I really don't know, your smile makes my day. Your lips are my drug. I spend more time anticipating the moment I will see you next than I do thinking of anything else."
They laughed on the ground together, kissing as the waves crashed against the walls. The cool night air hung over them like a little guillotine. The winds of the universe making each second a little more precious than the last. Each day a finite commodity of love in an ever effacing world where happiness and desire could be lost in a moment's pause.
Would that the night had lasted forever.  And today I wouldn't be alone and drunk. Tonight I wouldn't be staring at a blank wall. Alas, things don't work that way. All things must come to an end.