"you know you're gonna have to let go of his memories annie.. he's been gone for a long time now.." her sad smile had taken a turn towards pity by the time she got to the end of her sentence..
i knew she meant well... intellectually.. i KNEW he was gone... i had seen him collapse on that crowded road.. prayed fervently through the mad dash across the city... heard the words that made it final.. and yet.. i still waited for his return.. our room was the same as he had liked it.. his shirts still hung neatly in the cupboard.. i still looked up at the sound of a bike pulling up.. still searched for his face in a crowd... and lived with the hope of a miracle...
"don't cry annie.. i know how much you loved him.. how much you wish that day never happened.. but it did sweetheart.. you have to let go sometime.." i just looked away from her.. refusing to listen..
she have me a hug and walked out of the house.. i sank back down onto the bed and held on to the pillow that somehow still bore the scent of his skin.. stared at our picture on the wall as the light slowly faded from the window...
and woke to the feel of his arms around my body.. his breath on my hair.. his lips on my skin...
"hi..." i smiled at him.. "what took you so long..??"
"just.. got lost in the dark"
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