Goodbye & Hello

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Something I wrote as a tribute to my grandmother.

You were going away you said. To a beautiful place far away, but all I could think of was that you were leaving me behind. I said goodbye to you grudgingly and without really meaning it. And suddenly you were gone and I hadn’t had the chance to say goodbye properly, with meaning. I wanted to say that one little word to you again, so that when you heard it as a whisper of a dream in this place you were going to, you would know that what I was really trying to say was, it’s ok. I don’t blame you. I’m glad you’re going to be happy. I’ll miss you. I love you. Instead I’d said the opposite, and now I would never see you again. You would go to this beautiful place, carrying remnants of anger and betrayal with you, because I’d been too selfish to let you go. I’m still selfish. I find myself hanging onto this anger because I don’t want to be hurt again. I don’t want to say goodbye. I don’t want to never see you again. I look for you everywhere, around every corner, behind every tree and in every face. But I can’t find you. And it makes me angry and sad and guilty all at once. I had a dream last night. I was told to listen. Listen to the breeze in the grass. Listen to the emotions people felt. Listen to their smiles and their heartbeats. Listen to their tears and their footsteps. Listen to the sap flowing through the trees, giving life. Listen to the ants cutting leaves for food. Listen to the cats talking to the dogs. Just listen to the Earth breathe. So this morning I listened. And I heard you say, it’s ok. I don’t blame you. You’re going to be happy. I miss you. I will always love you. I heard it with every breath I took, with every pulse under my thumb. I heard the ants shouting it, and the people whispering it. In every emotion and every smile and every tear, I heard you. You have not gone away from here. You have gone to here. You have become one with all, and you are my breath, and my pulse, and my blood. I listen to you now and I’m not selfish anymore. I heard what you were trying to say when you said you were going away. You were going away. You were going away so you could come back, and now you here.

With me.


Submitted: February 23, 2009

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HermioneGabriella

Beautiful! I really loved. Its truthfulness has moved me! Lovely!

If you read Harry Potter, plz read my "After the fall of evil" a HP fanfic, I would love ur comments :D

Sat, August 15th, 2009 10:10am

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