The drizzle pelts on the boat while I plop into the vibrant blue water in the middle of the ocean. The waveless, still ocean water reminds me of the oceanic blue eyes that spellbound me, until a few days ago.
Remembering her, stabs my heart like a wedged anchor hooking to the seabed. When she'd departed from the world, she took away a part of me, like it makes a dig from the bed.
I swim into the water, my heaven that drowns my miseries, letting the load in my heart weigh less, hides the tears that I shed and most of all, it gives me the comfort of a mother.
I am safe now! In the hands of my heaven.
Somebody clears their throat while I pop my head out of the water and my head snaps, "You shouldn't be taking a swim in the seven seas of heaven. You are supposed to go straight to the gates," her oceanic blue eyes smiles down at me.
She is standing on the boat, I rowed for eons to reach the place, with a sweet smile coating her beautiful face.
She is an angel! My blue eyed girl!
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(03/04)
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