Decisions, Decisions
Adam's eternal love for Eve, reimagined.
(A moment’s worth of inner-reflection from Adam’s perspective as Eve hands him the apple, weighing that which is forbidden against an eternal love.)
I suddenly thrust my eyes open and there you stand; beautiful and barely showing a trace of how torn apart you truly are at this very second.
I try shaking my head but I don’t think you even notice.
You hold in your hand the key to everything. Everything and everyone. But you don’t even realize it. All you see is the glorious shine off the crystalline curvature. All you see is…, forbidden knowledge. Pure and simple. Again, I try shaking my head, slower this time. It’s all for nothing as your eyes widen beyond their usual lines. It’s increasingly clear that you’ve already made peace with your decision. I see you bring the apple up to your lips as you slowly part them open. You force both eyes shut as you clench your teeth down, rip away a piece of the fruit and begin to chew. The smallest smirk takes shape at the corner of your mouth as you hold out your hand toward me, beckoning me to do the same. Out of nowhere, a whisper;
“Make your choice.” Time stands still. Like the edges of the universe stop their endless intertwining and prepare to unravel instead. A massive amount of emotions build themselves up on my shoulders and I instantly feel the weight of a million touches, kisses, and soft whispers from outside sources. I don’t know where they come from, I can’t pinpoint their origins, and still, I feel every corner and crevasse of their vibrations like they are my very own. I know you’re at the heart of it all, that they are all from you and for you simultaneously. So now…, staring into this sort of boundless abyss with you at its center, what will I do? What can I do but weigh the world itself against your very embrace? I don’t think twice before taking the apple and biting into its very core.
A slight chill shivers up my spine as I notice a dark cloud out in the far distance, almost floating in our direction. Something that can only be described as dense shadows begin forming in the peripherals of my eyes but immediately disappear upon my turning to look at them. The world suddenly feels different. You continue to stand there with a forced smile on your face. Something like sadness colored in bright overtones which can’t hide the true nature underneath—, pure regret.
We don’t speak. We only look at one another with confused conviction—, that this is the moment everything changes. We can’t see how far out our decision’s consequences will reach—, though we feel its infinite grasp on our world either way.
I suddenly begin to feel fresh tears falling down my face for the first time. And as for you? You slowly begin drifting away into the darkness surrounding us—, as I follow—, tragically, eternally, lovingly.