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Only then did I realize it was the finial moment.
She smiled at me.
I just stood there, watching.
Then, she walked deeper and deeper into the meadow, on and on, on and on, until she was lost between the flowers, the grass and the trees, unable to find her again.
Now, we no longer stay on the same land, no longer stand under the same sky, no longer exist in the same world. She is forever lost in parallel to me.
The meadow seemed to understand.
For a while, it stood in silence, listening close to my breath. It tried to hug me, but I tossed his hand away.
We remained silent for a while.
Then, I left, as the wind started whistling through the meadow again, with it’s endless violets dancing along to it.
…
I stood blankly besides her bed, staring into her eyes, although they are already cold and lifeless.
A smile remained on her face.
The nurses came in. They took her away, and told me words that I don’t understand, as they tried to comfort me over my loss.
Now, we remain no longer in the same world, stand on the same land.
She is forever lost in parallel to me.
…
I came home.
No one was there.
I threw myself onto the bed, and stared blankly into the ceiling.
The sounds of a train came from the distance.
It came close, but then traveled away without any hesitation, not stoping for even a bit, as it sounded of into the distance, into the meadow, and then onto the other end…
…
It was time for lunch.
I looked at the half opened bottle of milk.
And then, at the meal that I made.
Two chairs, two bowls, two spoons and two meals.
One person.
The wind blew gently across my face.
Only, me. I’m the only person left in this dark room. I’m the only person who’s still standing.
Drops of liquid fell into my bowl. They were coming from my eyes.
Deep inside, I felt something shatter.
…
I took of running, trying to get away from the emotions chasing behind me. I ran, ran till I lost everything, pain, sadness, happiness, all lost in the run. Eventually, I arrived at the meadow again. I collapsed on the violets, they seemed to not care, as they still rolled along with their daily chores, as if nothing happened. My chest panted, harder and harder, until I finally broke-out into a wail. Out in the meadow, no one heard my voice. I cried on and on, until I finally fell sleep, on the bed of violets.
…
I had a dream.
I was on the meadow, running, on and on into the distance. Her voice came from a distance, singing a song of wonders.
The violets seemed to stretch on forever, the wind whistled to her song, and the meadow danced to it. I ran and ran, when I realized it, I was already singing to her voice, it gave me the strength to carry on and on, until, at the end of the meadow, I saw her figure under the moon light, as she turned to smile at me, the same way that she smiled when she was lost—
I opened my eyes.
It was already midnight.
The sound of the train came again.
Then, the sound of the song.
I walked on, towards the nearest station, waiting for the train to take me beyond the horizon.
…
There was a little girl at the station.
I sat next to her on the bench.
She had a oversized luggage box with her, as she sat on it, with a white dress and red shoes on her, she moved her legs in rhythm to the song. We waited for the train.
The sound came closer and closer.
The train arrived.
I walked in, while the little girl remained in place, not saying a single thing.
…
The train went on slowly.
No one was on it, but shadows of the people who came before remained.
They all looked like me.
The train didn’t stop at the meadow.
I looked through the windows, at the violets and at the wind, and slowly waved goodbye to them.
And then, there was her.
She sat under a tree, looking at me.
She looked rather sad, but the smile was still on her face.
And then, in a whisper, she said something.
Tides of memories came back like water from a broken dam.
I understood.
And so, I smiled back.
The train went on, into the sky, as the milky way became tracks under the train, it flew pass the stars, under the silvery moon night, all seemed quite, and yet full-of vibrate energy.
And so, the train came through space and time, eventually, it stoped dead on it’s tracks.
Right at the hospital’s front door.
I walked out, without saying a single word.
On to the second floor, and then, into her room.
She sat in bed, looking more pale than ever.
Turning around to look at me, she smiled.
I smiled.
And then, as she slowly went into the meadow, I forgot.
All that is left, is the sound of a train, going slowly into the horizon…
…
However, the song soon ended.
And the train didn’t come.
“…”
I stretched my legs and my arms, as I got up to walk home.
“Clack.”
Then, something happened.
The little girl checked her watch as the song ended.
She then got down from the suitcase, and then, opened it.
Fireflies.
Millions of fire flies flew out of the suit case.
I watched in awe, as their lights lit-up the night sky, and lit-up my eyes, and my emotions.
Before I knew it, I started chasing after them, singing the song louder than ever, and then, she responded in the distance, as we sang the song together. I chased deeper and deeper into the meadow, she slowly appeared in the distance, I ran faster and faster, singing out no more a song, but laughter.
Yet, as I got closer and closer, I felt something shatter yet again.
It was my skull.
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I looked into the sky, lying on the cold concrete floor, as a tiredness slowly covers my body.
Something wet was underneath me. I reached my hand out, and then, felt the warmth of my own blood, as it trickled to the floor from my body, from my brain, from my heart, and from my already broken limbs.
The moon seems to be laughing, at the nonsense that just happened.
And yet, looking closer, it was no laughter, but a slow and steady wail, as it said goodbye to us, as we will never see again.
I waved my broken hands at it, and then, smiled.
And so, we were all lost in the depth of the meadow, never to come out again, never to be sad again, and to never say goodbye again.
(END)
