The darkness of your sleep slowly brightens and you groggily roll out of bed, wishing silently to yourself you never had to leave again. As you get ready to go out and walk and think about what has happened unwelcome tears roll down your cheek. There is nothing that will make this loss go away, nothing that will make it not have happened there is only the reality that it is. As you leave the house you can't help but fall to your knees and cry uncontrollably for what feels like hours.
The sun is shining on your face and shines into your heart, but not your eyes. As if someone were keeping them shielded but your mind is elsewhere, and you come across the trees in bloom and the flowers sprouting with colors so pure heaven itself seems to be sub-par. As you walk the sounds of the birds harmonize in a way so beautiful the ears can't help but fall in love, but your mind wanders still. The wind blows gently in your face and open mouth and a sweet taste over comes your taste buds making them dance, but your thoughts are lost within the darkness your heart has leaked. As you turn the next corner you reach your destination. The field where it happened. This is where he died. This is where his heart stopped and you could do nothing but watch as your best friend left you forever. As you lay down in the grass your nose tickles from the sweet scent of the flowers now strangely growing all around where it happened. But your heart is sick with pain and thus your senses have gone limp. You are alone and no amount of anything whether it be the sweetest taste, the most extravagant and gorgeous surroundings, the most beautiful sounds, the warmest sun or the most euphoric scent could ever make this better. If only he were here. And then you feel it and you hear his voice.
My friend, I miss you. My passing has been tough for you. And for that I am truly sorry, but you have been mistaken. I have not left, I am with you as we speak right now. I am with you, in your heart and in all the things around you. You just have to look for it. Your eyes may not see me, but I am alive in beauty you see. Your nose may never know my scent again, but I am alive in things that bring your nose comfort. Your skin my never again feel my embrace, but I am alive in the warmth of the sun. Your ears may never hear my voice again, but I am alive in the music of the world around you. Your mouth may never smile again because of me, but I am alive in the sweetest of tastes and the happiest of times. My friend. My friend who is lost within himself. You have all these things around you to remind you of me and yet you still feel as though I am gone. My friend, your heart may never shine because of me, but I am alive in the friends around you that keep it lit. My friend, those we love never leave. They just become a part of the things we love.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
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