Forbidden Water

Chapter 17

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Leo's pov continues........

I never saw the ocean so dark,as if someone has mixed navy blue ink in the water. I am watching the sea but if someone asks the sea is calm or crazy,I can't answer !! I'm watching the turbulence of my mind, the darkness of my heart,so the sea turned dark blue. I didn't know,when tears rolled down my eyes.

Meeting and falling apart is way of life,but falling apart and meeting again is hope of life; I want to live in this hope.

'Leo,have you been crying?',I heard someone called my name; actually it's Alvaro, my another childhood friend.  So,I didn't answer him,just stared. I don't want to talk.

'Come on Leo, move on',I patted me with tenderly. How could he know everything? I replied shortly,'I can't Alvaro,I can't, I am so weak'.

'Baby,you have to! because she is no longer here',his rude words sent me back in the rude reality ,really she is no longer here. It's really true that nothing lasts forever.

He sighed deeply,' I loved someone,she broke my heart into pieces, now I love someone with those pieces and people call me Playboy'. I held his hand to pacify him, he smiled in satire. 'Friend, I know I should forget everything,but it's really hard to forget a thing when you really want to',I said him.

'You are right, we believe our memory is short,but when we truly try to forget something we understand how strong our memory is ! but mate,life waits for none,it goes on towards the sea of eternity',he hugged me tightly and I felt so better; I never thought I will allow anyone to hug me like this other than Larissa! 

I am walking again and enjoying the cool breeze,at this moment I don't want to think about anything or anybody. I am really tired to do so.But I won't lie ,I am missing her;for the first time I saw Fernando and Lisa since she left,I became strangely envious of.

I observed the white conch million times since she left. Her gift is most precious thing in my life; though I stroked my fingers upon it's smooth surface I could not blow it. A strange feeling from inside said "Don't blow it". I have other things that I would love to keep as the collection of love; quite often I eye the pink conch from her headgear and the torn headgear of blue beads I picked, still not knowing whose jewelry.

I trailed my fingertips through the beads of my  neckpiece she gave and thought of her soft fingers used to caress me. The soft touch of cool winds on my shirtless body can't appease me. I want her touch. I touched my navel and remembered her navel inked with aqua tattoo. I looked at the sky and thought we are under the same sky; I touched the sea water and mused,all sea are connected.

It's funny how tiny drops make ocean,it's funny how soft water smashes down hard rocks, how every hello ends with goodbye,how good memories make us cry, how forever never seems to last, it's funny how people change and think they are so much better,it's how people forgive and don't forget..........