I awoke from a nightmare, to look at the clock and find it almost time for me to get up anyways. It was five thirty a.m. My father and I were leaving at 7 to get to the airport at 7:45, from there we’d get on a plain to go to New York, then I’d be on my way to the great old Paris… Hah yay. I mean it was cool I guess, I fresh start in a new city. Like I said before then moving around im kinda used to by now.
After my things were gathered still had about thirty minutes left before I had to leave. So I decided I needed to make one last pit stop. I grabbed my coat and purse and headed for the door. I situated myself comfortably in my vehicle, and was on my way. It didn’t take but about fifteen minutes, and I had found myself on an old curvy back road surrounded by Forrest. I stopped the car, and turned it off, as I stepped out the cool breeze had hit me.
I popped the trunk to retrieve Drakes… Ashes. I made my way through the Vinay path, and smiled when I had arrived on a small bridge over a pond with gorgeous lily pads beneath me. This was were Drake and I came on our first date. This was his escape from the world, and I know this is where e would have wanted to be, with his mom, and his dad. He told me about the time he sprinkled his mother’s ashes over this pond, and I couldn’t forget the time I was here with him the time his father died, and we did the same with his… So now it was our turn, well my turn.
Tears flooded my eyes, images of him wouldn’t escape my brain. He was trapped inside of me and wouldn’t leave. I opened the container and the swift breeze hurled some of the ashes in the wind.
I sprinkled them along the pond, as I walked around it. I finally came to a halt to sit myself on the ledge of the dock, the same place Drake and I always sat. I continued to sprinkle his ashes, but instead of spreading them myself the breeze decided to do it for me this time.
I shredded a few tears, but there wasn’t anything else I could do. I knew it had to be done now, or never at all. I might not have a chance like this again. “I love you.” I whispered. I knew he was here with me. He had to of been. “And I did’t say I love you to hear it back, because I know that’s not happening. Im saying I love you because I just wanted to make sure you know…”
