Forgetting Cynthia

Reunion

"Tell me you love me, Come back and haunt me. Oh, and i rush to the start. Running in circles, chasing our tails. Coming back as we are." -The scientist, Coldplay

Caleb.

There aren't enough words to describe what I had just seen. As she breathed his name. His name that hadn't been spoken since that dreadful night. It was a rebirth, no an awakening. Her skin went from dull to glowing. Her lifeless green eyes became electrifyingly intense. Her cheeks flushed with life. Even her hair which had lost its shine seemed to redeem itself as the midnight waves started blowing with the spring breeze. Her back straightened and even the grease all over her arms couldn't restrict her radiance.

"We have to go, now." She said and she turned off the stove and took the keys to his truck off of the dusty high shelf.

I took a shower and changed my clothes and she had already packed our stuff and emailed the realtor to sell our house a long with a wire of money to clean out the house. She hadn't smiled yet, but I could tell she was close to actually smiling again.

We drove endlessly, taking turns, making small talk.

"You can take off that ring, it doesn't exactly mean anything." I said.

She pulled into the next gas station. "I refuse to take it off until I get a better offer. Don't forget that youre the only thing I have caleb." She said stubbornly and smiled straight brilliance. I was in awe.

I nodded happily and filled up the tank. Resilience. And 3 days later we arrived at some strange park, about half a mile from a deadly cliff.

"When will he be here?!" she asked playfully. Even though I could hear her irritation.

"Cynthia, he told you he would be here at noon." I said taking a drink from his monster energy drink as we sat at a picnic table.

"How am I supposed to feel when he tells me that he needs five years to forget about me? Then out of the blue he calls me and tells me that he will see me at noon at this stupid park built near where we first met?" she asks with tears running down my face. Her fingers over the wedding ring on her finger.

I was quiet. "Maybe you should walk out to the cliff. I will wait here. It's 11:59." I said looking at this beautiful memory from 5 years ago. It's as if time has reversed itself. Yet she is happier and calm and unafraid in this parallel time.

She nodded.