Tuesday, 22 December 2009
07:01:05 PM (GMT)
Lymle Lemuri Phi's Point of View
I place another flower at my grandfather's resting place. I tell him that everything
is going fine; that I'm not lonely, not even now, two years after my return-- and
Faize's death. I don't even let out any tears, not as a grown girl. I take one last
look at the flower before I feel a hand on my shoulder. I don't automatically turn,
due to the fact that I first thought it was Lutea. I stare vacantly at the rock
statue in front of me, and then realize something. Lutea, my dear friend, is teaching
a class now. I turn slowly and look at the figure behind me, gasping.
I stand there, making sure that he isn't my imagination. He holds a hand out to me,
and I reach for it. As soon as my hand touches his, I know that he's the real thing.
Faize had come back for me. One tear ran down my cheek as I thought brilliantly, "My
love is alive!" I'd never really thought of him that way, but now that he was here,
standing in front of me when I'd previously thought him dead, I loved him.
I couldn't bring myself to speak, but in that moment, I was whole.
Last edited: 22 December 2009