Dark

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 Finally, the night had caught both of us together after countless days of hardwork and long sleepless nights. Our faces ached the pain of being distanced from each other but the satisfaction of holding his hand under the starry night knew no bounds. He massaged my left hand as I rested my head comfortably on his left shoulder. 

'You are still the same', he said as he pointed towards the twinkling bright lights in the dark night sky. 

'Meaning?', I asked wondering what he meant.

'Not a bit of you has changed since the last five months. Your hair is still blonde and silky, your brown eyes still recognize me and reveal a lot without the help of your lips', he said.

'Look there - that's the Orion constellation and the three linear stars on Orion's belt are called the Gate of Heaven', he laughed as he continued, 'the Gate of You'.

I gave him a shy smile. He smiled back to me. I felt a ray of hope striking my face - the hope of never leaving him ever. We looked into each other's eyes. 

'I missed you a lot', his eyes said.

'I love you', my eyes replied.

'No one can love you more than me on this earth', his tearful eyes further conveyed.

But before I could say something, suddenly everything turned black.

'Wh.. wh.. what happened? Are you there?' I asked him. He didn't respond. I thought he was too frightened to speak. I remained silent for a while. The stars were all black, the streetlights had gone off, no vehicle flashed headlights. I wondered if this was a power cut. But then what about the stars? My eyelids turned wet as tears rolled down my eyes. I closed them in order to stay calm. After ten fearsome minutes, I gathered courage to open my eyes. My vision, still blurred, found itself difficult to adjust to the lights. Slowly, the twinkling stars took their positions. The full moon shone bright in the sky. Lights from the vicinity flickered up again and I looked to my right. The relieved me panicked again. He was not there.

'Love, love', I searched for him. There was no answer. 

I sobbed and sobbed burying my face in my hands. My hands wettened of those salty tears. I stood up and yelled aloud as the truth scrolled infront of my eyes.

He was not there by my side, he wasn't going to be there too. He was never going to meet me again. Yes, he had left me. Not today, but five months ago, he had died. The one sitting beside me a few minutes ago was just a mere mind-image. And it disappeared as I fell unconscious. 

'No worries', I said to myself. Those five minutes of him being with me and the 'I love you' and 'I miss you' were going to stay with me for lifetime. 

Disha Thosar

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Fabulous.. just left me speechless👏
November 22, 2020 at 8:18 PM
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