Ashes to Ashes

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January 4 1995

Its been a whole year since my boyfriend Andrew commited suicide. I still don't know what would drive a man to take his own life. Yet my love Andrew still comes to me in my dreams. Holding and kissing me like he use to. It feels so real. Til I just wake up. Alone in bed. Noticing it was all a dream. Today he visited me in my dream. He wants me to go to the beach and spread his ashes in the ocean.

I got up out of my bed and did my morning routine. I put on my white long sun dress and flip flops. With my purse and a black small box in hand. I walked to my car and seen that someone new moved into the apartment complex. I guess I might have a new neighbor. As I looked at the moving truck I seen a guy with pigtails walk up to me.

??? : Umm Hey do you know when the rent office opens

Yn : It opens at 1 pm and close at 6

??? : Thanks

He went off to his way and I went into my car and drove to the beach.

When I got there it was 7:00 am the beach wasn't crowded with people just how I like it. I got out of my car and grabbed the ashes and the white rose I brought from the store. And walked on to the beach. To see Andrew he held my hands and walked me into the shore. We open the box. Some of the ashes few into the wind. He put my hand in the box. With a hand full of his ashes. I spread them into the ocean. Til the box was empty.

Andrew : Yn I love you.

Yn : I love you to.

Andrew : The only reason I wanted you to do this is so you can let me go.

Yn : What?

Andrew : I want you to be happy. You gotta let me go. Just know this is the last time you'll see me. There's a note in the box for you.

Yn : Okay Good bye Andrew.

Andrew : No its see you soon.

He touched my chin then walked on to the beach fading away. I walked to my car and got in. I sat the box and the rose in the passenger seat. Then drove off to my apartnment. When I got there I freshen up grabed my note book and began to write.

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Dark wounds are the scars

That remain. Never fades

Will remain the same and won't go away.

These are the dark wounds that never heal.

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I decided to complete the rest of the poem tomorrow and go to bed.

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