I still remember , that day when you said , we all will find freedom together and will create the paradise for ourself . And right now we have found the paradise for us . Just like you said .
The wind is blowing high and mighty , my hair is flowing through the wind and my hat is flying . The sea is bright and the sun is shining right above us , there are bids flying all around while the clouds look like the muffins that u once made , fluffy but crooked . I'm wearing the light pink and white dress just like you had described , I can see the others standing there , the only difference is that they are all in black grieving over your death . It's funny , I wanted to make this look like the paradise that you wanted to see with me smiling in it... . But I don't know why... there drops of water coming through my eyes and the pain that I'm feeling in my heart . I remember every moment of our life up until now . Looks like I have become attached with the past more than the present . My life is passing by in seconds in front of my eyes....
it's been many years since you went to a place without me , and now at last it is my turn to join you there . I want repeat the same thing over and over again as I have done in the past years sitting on the chair that you made me . As I feel myself disappearing while sitting on the chair that you made me . I'm feeling the fear , that you must have felt . Wait for me , I'm coming to accompany you my dear ■■....
--The actual end
series : On The Run
Author : Jasmita
