In a Place called Heaven
She stands by her window waiting for him to come back,
It wasn’t his first flight but something weird is telling her it was the last…
There comes the echo of his last words into her ears saying:” I love you my princess, and adore your angelic heart, nothing will set us apart, Wait for me”.
She still remembers how she begged the lord that moment to make him change his mind, but she ignored the agony she felt deep inside, to keep him satisfied…
She still remembers how the tears brightened in his eyes and she wondered later why he cried.” ”
The encounter situation pushed her to ask god:” why I find no peace and have nothing to feel but fears?
Why I’m feeling speechless and I can’t speak while all that I want is to scream?
Why I’m feeling like jailed and the doors are open?
It’s nearly month since he left the country. She would travel the world looking for him if she could,
The moonlight is starting to loose his bright in her sight. Without him by her side the darkness is tearing her apart.
Something wrong she could tell. The echo of his last words kept coming back into her ears saying:” wait for me”.
Why he would say that? She drew hundreds of question marks, but she couldn’t find one answer.
He’s coming tomorrow for sure or at least he’ll call”. She mumbled.”
That night she thrived on pain Walking away of her window…
But the window was still opened and her heart still standing there.waitnig for him to return…
But the day will never come, the day of his return
She received a phone call that early morning has changed her concern into nightmare,
“Sorry” the voice said: “He’s not coming back…we lost him in a car accident.”
She hung up the phone without saying any word, she summonsed her heart to lead her to his place, and she yearned to perish. She fell on her knees…
“I begged you lord to let him stay”. She screamed.” Why you took him
At that moment her mind could run the heaven sphere to sphere to find his place and find an end to her grief…
The window was still open; she couldn’t shut it though she knows he’s not coming back…But still missing his presence that she lacks.
It wasn’t the end of her love…It was the beginning of a ray…
She refused to take flowers to his grave; she believed that he’s still alive not on earth in a place called “heaven”…
Every night before she sleeps. She stands by her window her eyes placed on the sky. She flies upon her hope straight to heaven…And picture herself with him again, she cast prayers to his soul with some blame for leaving her this way…
But she still believes that he’s watching her, in every step she takes…
She still believes that some day god will take her away from this place to be with him again.
She still believes that soon or later they will be together so far from earth…
In a place called “heaven”….
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