Alexandr'e Le May

this monster was magical. he knew of love only from what he read in his books, from what he saw on the glowing screen, and from what he listened to through his music box. he tried his best to reach these stories. he ran through his streets collecting ones of his own, and feeling more empty with each one.

he wondered if this was all real. “is this God’s joke?” he would often believe.

one day he made the decision to run, run far from everything he knew.

he needed the adventure and the cold to run through his veins and propel him to new states of mind. he enjoyed the discovering and the fresh smell of foreign air, the touch of a strangers skin, the taste of rain.

one day while walking through the stars he found another. someone just like him, and just as bitter. both lost and renewed. both knew what they were looking at. the discovery of someone different but exactly the same brought more joy at that moment than any other experience had before.

and into love they fell and tripped, they shared and explored the new. but he didnt believe in it, and he didnt trust in it.

he wanted to believe this was nothing more than an experience sent from the universe to teach him something… possibly something he didnt want to know, maybe something he refused to understand.

“was God laughing at me?” he would think. was this real, was this fake, was this everything ive ever wanted? but with each day he misunderstood it, and each word spoken to brake the wall. it started to blur into one long starry day.

till that day he woke up to find her gone, his little monster. she was nothing more than a smell on his pillow, than a memory. and she had left it all behind with a note;

my monster,

you have taught me well. for we are all flawed and all expected to leave. the tears in my eyes show me the meaning of loss, and how much love i share for you. keep me in your heart and i will always be there. i always be telling you how beautiful you are. your cave is too deep and my battle is over, so please find comfort.

anytime i feel hopeless i will remember this and think of how there is someone just like me.

just like me.

    love, your little monster

-alexandre lemay