Out of the blue

She does not want to be saved

I was in silence, feeling the whispers of the wind in my ear, dancing with them is my hair as it lands in my face.

Then, I heard the sobs of the sky.

I opened my eyes, it’s getting gray. I never heard it in a while and it breaks my heart. Not because I missed it but I realized that here she is again. What is it this time?

I extended my hand, are you alright? Water droplets greet my arms, I felt the liquid in my eyes.

I was crying… and so is she.

“What is it this time?” I asked. She said nothing as she let down her hair knotted in a bun. The rain… it’s pouring hard now.

I abruptly went to the shed to prevent myself from getting wet, but she stayed. Just standing there, her hair down and shoulders slumped.

I called her to join me at the shed, she raised her head up and looked at me. She smiled and was about to step forward but then she looked behind. There comes the much stronger storm. Looking back at me, she get something from behind her.

She got an umbrella, a small unsteady umbrella. Opening it like it’s her armor. I was confused, I frowned at her. She is now facing the storm and is getting in its way.

The storm came.

Shattering sound was heard, harsh blown wind was felt.

It stopped. And there she is.

The umbrella was by her side like it’s long forgotten, out of its form and other accesories was out of sight.

Her hair still down and shoulder still slumped. She picked up the umbrella, closed it then put it back in her back.

The sun was showing up, the wind is getting lighter.

I stepped outside the shed, she was still in the distance, now fixing her hair and clothes.

I came up to help her.

Two more steps. I extended my hand, trying to reach her.

But I can’t, she looked so vulnerable. I can’t, she was so far away.
She is so far away.
She looked back at me, she was smiling.

She started to walk away, leaving the words that is so simple but seems so complex. But then, I let her, I let her be. She would come back anyway.

She always do.

“I’m fine.”

-LSS
August 2016

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