Let’s play a game of chess. Like friends do. You play the black, for I know you like that color. For you it’s the color of death, the color in which our relationship was painted right from the start. I will play white. For I was always the ray of light that tried to turn the darkness into twilight.
I will set the board. King takes here, Queen goes there, the pawns in the front, my defences are built. Let’s start, shall we? You move first.
Slowly, one by one, my pawns fall just like my defences fell so long ago. A few of yours fell too, but very few. I keep going. I move my knights to protect my King, my heart, from you, for I feel you too close. You take them down. As you will take all my rooks and the bishops and finally reach where you were aiming – the King. Go ahead, take it. I give it to you freely.
Now that you got it, what will you do with it? It will not fit your black set, for it is too different. I will not change it’s color, for it’s too stubborn. It will just be there, to protect you and be beautiful by your side.
You tried to fit that piece in, but you couldn’t, so you threw it away. It broke in pieces and by accident I saw it there, lying on the ground and picked the pieces up. I recognized my King and put it back together. I know I will ask you to play a game of chess with me again, so I keep it.
And here we are, playing the same game of chess. You’re aiming for my King. I won’t give up that easy now. My King is fragile than before and defences around him are tougher than before.
Keep your pieces on your black squares and I’ll keep mine on my white ones.
16.10.2008
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4 comments:
LOVE the metaphor, great job, girl! :D ^^
This is, in my honest and unprofessional opinion, your best work so far! The balance of the words, the symbology and the meaning as a whole are almost perfect... Almost like the game of chess itself.
Keep up the good work ;)
Thank you, thank you. ^^ I have to say I love it so much myself... and come to think of it, it all came from a sentence from a student of mine today. I was writing it on the way home, walking and taking notes, it came that quick and that strong.
This really appealed to me... I see so, so much of myself in this. Reluctant to let go of everything that's been and even though rationality advices you otherwise, the old feelings grab hold of you, dragging you in, dragging you down.
I believe you have an amazing writer's skill, you prove to me constantly why I love the way you view the world... <3 there is perfection here in these word casings... <3
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