At the moment...
I am trying so hard to get this voice off my head but the more I try, the more my heart seems to connects with the lyrics from that classical African piece playing in the background. What is never far away? Why does it seem so hard to put away some memories? Is it true that there are some memories that elude time and can't be subjected to the twist and histrionics of that ancient healer fondly called time? Is it true that love can touch us one time and last for a life time? is it true that some people come into our lives so briefly that even after they are gone, we live never to forget that angelic voice, touch and warmth that reminds us only, of the innocence of Eden? What is this lone quest all about?
Yesterday...
We were so young and full of life..but in my innocent heart, I could tell that what we share was rare! There was never a me without you! I could recall in awe times in our prime, when sitting in the class, the teacher would scold you for getting an answer wrong and I would be on my feet staring so hard at her, with my fist tightened into a ball, ready to strike! Where in the world did I get that courage?I can't tell but in the midst of my friends, I am usually the weakling. For you, I became the hero!
I recall with nostalgia, how we would sit together at night, gazing at the stars and making endless promises. In my timid heart, I knew that I would give everything to be with you. And then, when we part at nights, I could hardly sleep out of excitement, wishing that daylight would erode the thick darkness of the nights and I can be with my beloved again!
As we grew, so blossomed our love! And then suddenly you disappeared...
It was like a dream! I noticed the sudden calmness that now welcomes my presence each time I come asking for you. Your parents too seem to have suddenly disappeared! I asked everyone but it appears no one knows the whereabouts of your family because every quest brings a different tale.
You missed classes and then I started getting so apprehensive! People talked about you in whispers and whenever I get so close, they hush the conversation. I was dying inside!
And then, four weeks later, the teacher came into the class with her eyes all red and swollen with tears. I wished in my heart that you were here to see the hard hearted Mrs T, go so soft and limb in tears. Still in deep thoughts, her words broke into my thoughts, jerking me back to reality...
"We lost Angel four weeks ago...She died of cancer!"
And that was all I knew...
Today...
It's been fourteen (14) years down the road and I am yet to believe that she is gone. She lies dead and buried in the dry and parched earth, but in my heart, she lives forever!
"wherever I go
wherever you are
Baby, you are never far away
You're always on my mind..."
This fictional work is dedicated to everyone who has lost a loved one...
