I held her tight in my arms as she breathed her last breath. Tears streamed down my face like a tiny waterfall as my heart shattered. We just found each other, and now she is being taken away from me. “Please don’t leave me!” I choked out through my tears. “I love you!”
She raised a shaking hand and placed it on my cheek and said in a weak voice, “I love you too, my darling, and I will never leave you. I may have left this life, but I will find you in the next.” The emotional side of me believed her, but the logical part of me says that there’s no such thing. When we die, we are returned to the earth, and that’s that. There’s no reincarnation or rebirth. Her hand then slipped from my cheek, her body lifeless in my arms.
Ten long agonizing years passed since I lost the one I loved. There wasn’t a second that went by that I didn’t think about her. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see her beautiful smile and her sparkling eyes. We would lay in bed, enjoying the comfort of each other. I caressed her face in my dream and told her that I love her. “I love you too, my darling. I never stopped. We will see each other again soon.” She said, leaning in to kiss me on the lips. Before I could reply, everything started to fade as my subconscious is pulled back to reality. I then bolted awake in bed, still reeling from what my beloved had said. Will I indeed see her again?
I went to a local bar after work before heading home for the night. The stress of the day ebbed away as I entered the establishment. Sitting down at the bar, I ordered my usual drink. While I waited for the bartender to make my drink, I heard the chair next to me scrap across the wooden floor. A tap was felt on my right shoulder, trying to get my attention. I paid it no mind, thinking that it’s some underaged, over-dressed young woman looking for a wild night. I felt the tap again and was about to tell the person to leave me the hell alone when the words got caught in my throat.
She stood in front of me as enchanting as ever, wearing one of her favorite outfits. Her appearance is that of her usual self but with a few minor changes. Her hair was short and curly instead of long and flowy. Her eyes were different as well, but they still held that same sparkle that made me fall in love with her. “I’m not dreaming am I?” I breathed, leaning against the counter for support. “No, you’re not dreaming, my Love. You’re perfectly awake.” She said with a loving smile as she wrapped her arms around my waist. We have found each other again, and this time, I won’t let her go.