Augenblick

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Dedicated to: april_avery

 As I walked along the beach, I began to imagine how things might be if you were here with me at a place we both adore. We should be both enjoying the scenery, discussing how harsh life is, complaining about random things that irritate us, and laughing at our own simple jokes. I sighed and looked around at the surroundings that could be able to distract me from recalling the things that we really enjoy doing because everything seems so unlikely to happen again. I get closer to see how jewel-blue the sea is. I can clearly hear the snoozy sea lap gently and the sea air smells strongly like chlorine. I glance down at my feet because the hot sand threatens to burn my slippers, and I look up because the sun is slowly roasting my skin, so I sit under the large coconut tree and try to enjoy what I'm looking. I've tried hard to appreciate what I'm seeing, but I can't seemed to really enjoy it because I can't stop reminiscing about all we've done together. Every part of the shore reminds me of you. I realized I'm now drowning in my thoughts, and it's hard for you to help me at this point. It feels so empty without you at my side. It's becoming increasingly lonely. Since the day I couldn't sense your presence, I've never been okay. There are a lot of questions that keeps on bugging me. Where have you gone? Are you happy? Are you watching me? Are you pleased with how I've turned out? Why didn't you take me with you? A sense of nostalgia gushes through my body. As I looked around, the waves were gradually creeping to the shore, rolling with a calming sound that ultimately placed me in a proper mood, as if it was trying to stop me from crying. I told myself that I would not weep again. I told myself that I would not be the same person if I didn't meet you. I told myself that I would be braver. I withdrew the glass from my eye and took out my phone to put my camera in the center of my glass to photograph the beautiful view with my eyeglass, since it has been a habit of mine to always image the sea. Remembering how you pushed me to be brave and changed me into a better person. I had my camera properly positioned in the centre of my eyeglasses, nearly ready to take another photo of it, when a drop of liquid fell out my eye. You were so unfair for leaving without a single goodbye. You left me. Tears of despondency slowly cascaded down my cheeks leaving me so weak and frail. I opted to rise and move away after clicking the capture button without thinking about whether it was decent. Looking back at where I came from, the footprints I left behind were easily erased. In a moment, even in a blink of an eye, our vision might change. In a blink of an eye, we might lose every precious thing we treasure. Almost in the blink of an eye, everything we owned had gone forever.

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