Lilith
His exhalation was quick, as if he were punched in the gut. Seeing her for the first time in four years, in the same exact position: the streaks of tears and mascara running down her face, her hands balled up into fists, sobbing uncontrollably; it was more than he could take. Memories began flooding back. Four years ago it had been one of those “it’s not you, it’s me ” kind of an ending, which was the cause of her angst… Now, all her emotions seemed the same, except for an obvious new one – terror.
Other than that, Lilith hadn’t changed a whit.
Those sharp cutting cheekbones and aqualine nose were the two exclamation marks, the “cherry on top”, of her incredible overall beauty. Skin the color of alabaster mixed with the black smudges of makeup, only seemed to accentuate her amazing features and the distress on her face.
Lilith had walked out on him almost four years ago, to the day. Yet, seeing her like this, it was almost as if she had never left. He remembered their first meeting, when she explained to him that her parents…who were into Kaballah before it was trendy…had named her after the first female created by God according to Hebrew mysticism.
Lilith…the bad girl, who could never get along with Adam or God.
( More to follow )
