Everlasting

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''Hello, my love,'' I whisper into the wind as it picks up from behind me. The wheels of my bike speed up slightly as the warm spring night wind blows around me.

I almost debate calling in sick to sit in the wind in my garden and gaze at the night sky, but I shouldn't, so I keep going.

Suddenly, a figure appears a few meters in front of me. Just appears out of nowhere. Despite the darkness of the night, their eyes seem to glow faintly as they set their eyes on me.

I stamp on the brake and come to a stop just before them. I step off the bike and stand next to it.

The figure is a woman who wears a dark blue, grey cloak with the hood up. Her eyes study me curiously.

I don't know what it is about her that makes me stay quiet, but I do not speak or move as her eyes study me.

Her eyes finally settle on mine. They are green colored with specks of silver gleaming through. It reminds me of the night, when everything turns to a blur of grey and silver.

As we look at each other, something pangs in my chest. I clutch my chest and gasp for air as my gaze turns to the ground.

My head floods with something like memories; pictures, smells, feelings, everything rips through me.

I close my eyes until the ebb slows. When it finally does, I look up at the woman again, who looks at me with wonder, curiosity and something like longing.

I step around my discarded bike that lies on the ground and open my arms as I stumble toward her.

Her hood falls back, revealing her gorgeous face, lined with her soft wavy hair illuminated by the moonlight, as she opens her own arms for me.

Tears flow down my cheeks as we embrace each other tightly.

''Marra,'' I breathe softly with my head in the crook of her shoulder.

She pulls back slightly to look into my face, tears gleaming in her own eyes as well.

''I missed you,'' is all she says while tears gather on her long beautiful lashes.

''I remember,'' I mumble to her. ''I've missed you too.''

We look at each other for a moment in silence. My heart breaks as I whisper to her, ''My love.''

Tears slide down her cheeks, and I gently brush them away with my hand. She leans into my touch and closes her eyes for a second.

We hug again, and she presses a kiss onto my forehead.

''I love you. All those years you were gone, I never forgot you. I love you.''

''I love you, too. Even though they made me forget everything, made me forget you, I never truly stopped loving you.''

We untangle from the hug, and I step back to my bike. I lift the bike so it stands up again.

I reach out my right hand to her, while my left hand keeps the bike upright.

She takes my hand, and without a word, we walk over the streets to my house.

In the end, I did call in sick to lie in the garden and look at the night sky, only this time, I did it with my rediscovered love.