bits and pieces; till death do us part

I felt really sad writing this letter.

Dear, 

The silence on the street without you seems too loud. The world's in complete despair as this time's around. We clear up the boxes from the ground in hopes of finding you again. The amulet you've left makes me cry every time I open my eyes. I can't even begin to explain my sorrow of not seeing you- if only I could witness you for the last time, it appears to me that everything would be alright. Just the way it was before. Before the bombs recklessly came through and took you. 

Do you remember the seeds we planted together? You said the garden's too empty, fill it this instant and we watched those flowers grow, as the summer passed. We laughed at the sun's lack of light, oh how I wish to be our best version once more. 

My love, the sky's too quiet these days like it's in shock of your disappearance from the world. The seas ran dry just by hearing you cry, now they don't seem to move at all. Perhaps if you were here, you could've given a solution to this drought waiting to be rained upon. 

I'm afraid. I never thought I'd lose you, yet here I sit on our porch where you used to sit with nothing but a faint smell of you. I'm starting to forget you and our times together. Ah...the irony of being a historian and forgetting the past. Forgetting what was closest to my heart.

I hope to die while remembering you though as my time ticks by. I can't wait to be reunited with you on the other side. 

Yours and only yours.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Exceptionally good writing. Difficult to comprehend your age. So young. When I read this piece I immediately thought of both sets of my grandparents. London born who lived four doors apart. Strong marriages, devoted to each other, survived the blitz of London. Both Grandads died first and I can remember the hole that was left in the hearts of my Grandmothers. In those days marriages were made to last. If it looked as though it was broken, you fixed it. Today we live in a throw away society. I can't help thinking we have taken a step backwards. Thank you for posting this piece and allowing me to slip into nostalgia.

Chris

[becauseshewrote]

I never knew my grandparents as they passed away when I was very young, but reading how your grandparents were makes me wonder what kind of life they went through and how many challenges they faced. I'm so sorry for your loss though. They seem like great people.
I don't know if I should be glad or not, that you related to my writing. But needless to say, your presence here is always appreciated. :)

[Chris Shaw]

The losses were many years ago. What remains is the love and their incredible memories, still in technicolour. They are still with me. Sorry you never got to know your grandparents. Mine led their lives through tough times. That's what gave them backbone.

[becauseshewrote]

That's true, they must've gotten stronger as their difficulties progressed.