I Remember You!
365 Words
“I think I remember you holding me after. You rocked me to sleep in your arms. I woke up when the cops got there. They assumed I got out of the car and swam ashore. I just told them I didn’t remember. I just figured you were my drunk mind trying to comfort me from my mess up.”
Thora squeezed my hand, “You almost died. And right now you’ve been slowly killing yourself since. You need to let go. To forgive yourself.”
Her words hit me hard enough I moved back but she held on. “What do you want from me?” I demanded, my stomach and chest tight with emotions I let control me.
She gently rubbed my hand. “I want to love you Drea. Yet I know you have to first love yourself and you haven’t ever.”
Tears ran down my face. “I don’t even know what or who you are. How can you love me?”
She reached over wiping my tears. Her touch soft. “I am just a wind spirit. And you know me. Each day you ever felt the wind caress your cheek, it was me giving you a kiss of greeting. Anytime you were warm and needed a cool down, I was hugging you. I know each strand of your hair. Each tear you ever cried, that floated on my breeze since that night. How could I not love you?”
Looking into her eyes I couldn’t doubt a word she was saying. It was there as naked and true as she first stood before me.
No one had ever looked at me that way. No one.
Yes, there was a familiarity in her presence, in her warmth. I did know her.
So there it was; the death of me. Of who I was. Who I had been.
Thora was my beginning and my journey with her was the start of the new me.
She came into my life and like the wind she was; swept me away with her love and compassion.
The old Drea was dead and gone. And no one mourned her loss. Least of all; me.
- Writer
