Sunday, January 6, 2008 @10:34 PM
Last post! Last post! Tomorrow obs! Tomorrow obs!MISS ME WHEN I'M GONE!Here is my commonwealth essay. The title's BLUE. It's not completed yet! Feel free to comment. Other than that, BYE! I'm off till friday. =)Dyson was the most charismatic and compelling individual Delilah had ever met. His quirky lopsided grin seemed to be just enough to make her heart flutter and knees weaken. Delilah knew that Dyson completed her in a way that nobody else could. She never failed to feel secure in his embrace, and the sense of lifelong protection was what his strong arms gave her. Every time she stared into those sparkling blue eyes of his, her heart swelled at the immense amount of love for her she saw in there. She felt encouraged, like she was not afraid of anything anymore. Whatever emotions, whatever disappointments, whatever delights that Delilah went through, there was no denying that she could always fall back on Dyson, the ever dependable constant in her life. Delilah needed Dyson.
Dyson gazed out of the window listlessly, clutching a magazine as he watched the fluffy clouds seemingly float past against the blue sky. Soft mutterings and footsteps of the stewards reverberated around the enclosed space of the aircraft. Dyson was aboard the aircraft that would transport him back to his hometown, Everton, in the matter of a few hours. His heart ached at the thought of the place where his childhood memories emerged from, where he stumbled through his teenage years albeit haphazardly, but with the guidance and support of his parents and friends. He missed Everton very much and he was proud to belong to the blue part of Merseyside.
There was another person who occupied an integral spot in his mind. She was none other than Delilah. His heart throbbed and twinged at the thought of Delilah. The girl with blue eyes so bright they shone light into him, making him break into an uncontrollable smile when all else seemed bleak. Dyson could not wait to have the delicate touch and feel of Delilah in his arms again, to take in the heavenly smell of her strawberry scented hair. It had felt like there was a gaping hole in him when he was away studying in Boston, unable to be filled by anyone other than Delilah.
Without warning, the emergency alarm sounded and the aircraft started shaking violently under major turbulence. The urgent voice of the pilot could be heard throughout the aircraft but his words were unclear. A loud buzzing sound resounded around the aircraft. Without warning, oxygen masks suddenly dropped down from above. Dyson was shaken and sat upright immediately. Fear and tension resounded among the commuters now. Many people sat entrenched in their seats, shocked and unable to move. The feeling of dread was like a snake coiling itself around each and every person in the aircraft. Everything seemed to be out of control. Dyson felt stricken by the apprehension and despair. Without warning, the aircraft started dipping and going into free-fall. Screams and yells followed. Panic-stricken passengers were numb in disbelief. Dyson stared blankly out of the window as a glossy gaze ran across his eyes. Terrified cries echoed around his ears. The aircraft had fallen out of the sky and approached the blue ocean at high speeds.
Right at that moment, the thought of Delilah hit Dyson again. The blue colour of the ocean reflected the blue eyes of Delilah into Dyson. Somehow, he sensed that he was looking straight at Delilah. He saw the immeasurable feelings of love they had for each other glittering around her blue eyes. Despite the situation, Dyson was at peace as he saw Delilah’s eyes, and their love, swell. It wasn’t the ocean looking at him anymore. As always, the gaze in Delilah made him break out into a contented smile. He could identify semblances of Delilah’s mild but playful personality, all flashing through her eyes. He could detect the place in Delilah reserved just for him. Dyson felt like he was drowning, falling deeper into the depths of blue.
“Delilah…”
That was the last thought, feeling and emotion that ran through Dyson’s heart, mind and soul as everything around him went black. The faint hint of a smile was traced over his handsome features.
Delilah dragged her feet along the edge of the football pitch at Goodison Park. Blue scarves were hung around the stadium in loyal support of Everton. The tears just would not stop flowing for Delilah. A couple of weeks had passed but the pain was nowhere near being eased. In fact, the anguish had increased and Delilah was not coping well. Her mother was heartbroken at the poor state Delilah was in and had advised her to take a walk, to probably visit the places which Delilah and Dyson had shared special memories at. Delilah knew her mother wanted her to have some closure. But how could her pain go away when the very person who had always removed her pain would never return to her side again? The wreck in her heart was bleeding love for Dyson.
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