Our Shared Melodies

A lot of time had passed since I was admitted to the hospital. Actually, I'm not even sure if it has been a lot of time, or I just feel time passing slowly. I stopped counting the days I've been stuck in here after I lost all hope of getting out and live normally, I guess it has been a lot of time after all. The only thing that gives me hope now, is the smile of my best friend, sitting next to me during school hours. My best friend's smile always gave me something to look forward to, I guess that's the only thing I wish I still had with me, but it's long gone now. The hazy image of his face next to me is the little memory I have left of him. All I remember from those smiles are things that I wish to feel again because by now, I have forgotten all about those feelings.

I looked down at my wrist where I had a bracelet showcasing his name to me... 'Alex'. The last speck of hope that I had was to feel Alex's smile in a dream so real. But all I got were nightmares, of that day. The day when I lost everything... when I lost him. Why was I the one to survive? Maybe it's my punishment since he died because of me. If I hadn't made the attempt to save him, maybe he would've survived, as I did. The one thing that I wish not to relive ever in my life, is the one thing that I am reminded of every second of my sleep. It's like a broken disc every time I fall asleep, the sounds of a car crash buzz in my ear, making me wake up restless, over and over again, every single night. Wheels were once my demise, but now the wheels in the wheelchair are what I need to rely on to move around. Any trace of a goal in my life I had, is far gone by now.

There was dust on the night table beside me, it had been a long time since I last got a "Get well soon" gift from someone. It makes sense, the only gifts I got were from people who barely knew me but felt bad for me since they heard the news. People who were close to me are no longer here. Yet, I saw a music box there, with a note neatly folded on top of it. I reached my hands to grab it. The box was small and had simple designs engraved in it. I unfolded the piece of paper that laid on top of it. The note read:

If you wish to fulfill your heart's desire, this could take your mind even higher. It's okay, listen to the melody that will comfort you.

On days you hate being yourself, days you want to disappear forever. Let's make a door in your heart. Open the door and this place will await. Show me what you wish and I'll show you something even better.

It's okay, listen to the melody that will comfort you.

Something better awaits you, all you have to do is believe. All the sincerity, the remaining times. You were impatient and always restless. Comparing yourself with others became your daily life. Your greed that was your weapon suffocated you and also became a leash. The desire to get everything you had before back after you realized everything you had lost. But what's lost, can also be found. All your answers are in this place. In your milky way, inside your heart.

It's okay, listen to the melody that will comfort you.

With that, the note concluded. There was no name, nothing signed, no stamp or initials. It was just a white piece of paper that was written on nicely with black ink. I read the letter again, taking mental notes on everything it said.

"Listen to the melody that will comfort you" I read out loud. Something to comfort me? I wonder if there's anything that can actually do that. I wonder if my heart can somehow be healed if not stopped forever. I wonder if I can actually live again, or if I should just die.

'Believe that the stars will light your path, even a little bit' those were the last words that came out of Alex's mouth. Even though I'm bitter over losing him, even though I'm depressed, even though my heart and body hurt, and my eyes are smeared with tears...even though I've never felt worse...Looking out the window, I wonder why the stars are sparkling like this.