beginnings and ends

A Chapter by Empty Spaces

I stare into the audience, there faces expressionless. expect for the mother of the lost child. she has sulked so much her eyes seem blood red.but besides that no one seems to care.

she told me this was to come. not a tear to be shed except mine and her mother's. she was right, she always was.

if only we had more time....just...just to hold her but shes gone.

As the few people left the funeral home, i slowly (regretting every step i took) creeped my way to her casket.

it was covered in red roses. her favorite flower.as i looked in horror at her lifeless body i remembered what she said just a month before her...death. we were sitting in the tree were we would meet everyday after school, when i realized she was crying. i stare at her angelic faced and asked," crystal whats the matter" she simply glazed at the sky and whispered "if i die... don't come to my casket...because when you cry.....i can't wipe your tears."

And there i stood......crying at her casket.

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