Goodbye

By Uroosah Ehsan

we were meant to meet and talk and love

and similarly depart but don't worry we'll meet again

and catch up with all the things apart, don't worry we'll do

Death, the crusader of memories that fade, an inevitable entrance to a new space we aren't known to - at least not now. It's fascinating to be honest, how it takes a moment for life to mask the tragedy of parting with a simple excuse - it's time to say goodbyes, we'll meet again - but do we really believe the saying?

I didn't, I never did, death to me was the final chapter where I'd just wait and watch the memories of lifetime fade away from existence as the record of breaths take timid steps to extinction, just like old cassettes dying off once the symphony was over.

But then again, the winds of spring reminded me of the days when I'd be alone and I'd wait, wait for the sun to sink and the moon to rise, cherish me with strokes of silver linings, just like life, it gave me hope that there will be a new day, loneliness is just another name for night, it is easily replaced when warmth pursues.

I believed there would be a day I'd smile like the kid I once was, I'd be happy like those golden days of childhood, there had to be a way out, an escape.

For life is a banquet, no party is everlasting, nothing is forever, not even love but it's up to us, the way we cherish it, the way we'd allow the candle to burn and kiss us with kind waves of hope.

We are born, we are taught, we get old with time, we realize, we may pray and worship, we love, and eventually we die but what matters the most is the smiles and the laughs and all the memories we once were blessed with.

Live by them and you'll realize life is so beautiful, you'll know that death is just an excuse, an excuse to meet again and walk hand in hand with each other on a path more beautiful than anything ever.

The path of self-discovery and warmth, the path where you'd feel love that is light like a feather, not too shallow to fade nor too bright to burn, just light and perfect.

And that's the beauty of death.

And remember it's just goodbye for now, we are yet to meet in another dimension and we are yet to look at each other with love and kindness, we are yet to know so much more about each other, but for now let's wait, wait for another morning to rise and breath, breathe for me to smile ear to ear to know that you still miss me and you still cherish like you did earlier but this time a little more.

I'll always be there, just know I'll always be around, imagine me as the hands enveloping you when darkness greets, smiles and love.

That's life.

By Uroosah Ehsan