Nothing could replace the gentle tone of his voice, his deep eyes and focused attention as he listened to her every word.
He made her life light up with every moment spent together.
The noise of the world was oblivious in those moments.
The urning and deep longing to hold him close and tell him.
Not now, not yet, there were things to be done, meetings to attend to.
Not yet, not yet, just a few more days, or would it be months and years?
The memory of the shoes still seemed to haunt her.
“These are the most comfortable shoes I have ever worn, I’ve searched high and low, nobody seems to have the same ones, here’s a picture.”
“Let me see what I can find,” she desperately searched page after page and sending pictures.
“What about this one, that one…”, nothing, nothing, nothing.
“What about another part of the country?” Would they be able to deliver in time? There wasn’t enough time, time was running out.
There wasn’t a murmur of “How are you? What time do we meet? Are you coming? Where shall I meet you?
Nothing… The clock was ticking and she became tired and weary.
The friendship was dying, the love and understanding and there was nothing she could do to change that.
She had been suffering in pain in silence and her beautiful hands were cut and bleeding, barely enough strength to hold a pen.
It was in this moment, that she became withdrawn, the smile was slowly fading and the sparkle in her eyes.
Her mind was made up. She wasn’t going, not tomorrow, now or ever.
Little by little the disappointment began to eat away the very flesh from her hands. The burning fire that erradiated from her soars and fingers.
The sickly air seemed to contaminate her loved ones, as her youngest started with a fever and stomach pains.
There was no way back. How many times would she have her arms stretched like the joshua tree. Before she could see the light at the end of the passageways of darkness and tunnels.
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