My Works

#21

I reached out to stroke his cheeks in a way meant to comfort.

I was shocked to feel the big, fat tears already on his cheek that met my fingertips.

I shook my head sadly at him and my heart broke seeing him hit his knees.

"It wasn't your fault", I remind him, "it was my decision to make."

He still sat crying as I told him,

"Sometimes death appears to be easy and that was my problem. You left and took my life with you." I turned to look and seen the light waiting for me.

Tears filled my eyes as I promised I would see him in eternity.

Upon entering the light acknowledgement of truth hit me.

I would see him sooner than I would later.

That was love.

Following each other even when death tries to separate you