3. Last Goodbye

I look up at the empty sky; the dark cloudy night feel so lonely than the cold I felt inside my heart.

I am engulf in the dark cloud of my own doing; and then I see you my love, with thousands of flowers in your hands.

You smile; and the darkness disappeared. For awhile my heart skipped a beat; then I breathe again in pain.

I will always remember the fifteen wild Decembers; the hills beyond the river we blued with mist; in every time; in every season, you are the door; the way to understanding; the still centre at the heart of a cyclone.

The calm after the storm is beautiful and sad; but I am at peace as you hold me defeated. But to love is neither selfish nor possessive; to love is to set you free, so you could step into the light; and rest in peace.

Can’t you see it in my eyes? This may be my last goodbye; until we meet again, I bid you farewell.

Rest well, my love.

Dedicated to the loving memory of Benjamin Zachary

- by Simply me