Why had I let her go? Would she still be here if I had just reached out? Probably. Probably not.
I looked at the sky. Was she there now? Maybe. She loved the night sky, the stars poked out but the sun was still setting. So light collided with darkness creating a cosmos of wonder. She left without a goodbye.
The sun and moon faced one another. Was she seeing this now?
Something warm slipped down my face. I wish I had my camera...
I stretched my arms above my head. Willing myself to just leave this. But I stayed. Grounded. Like a tree reaching its arms and fingers just hoping to touch something it could never have. Growing tall to match the hight of the heavens, but never quite getting any closer to it then where it had first started.
The sky changed then. Bursts of color spreading throughout the sky. Drowning the land and water in expanses of color. Now I really wish I had my camera, or maybe an easel and pants.
My arms fell to my sides. And suddenly, there was a small click from behind me.
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