Letters to the Beloved: Losing You, Part 5 The End

You never looked back. I saw you stumble fall many times for the cold was too much for your body as well. Even you could not withstand this.

As the sun set I watched your body leave me and I felt your soul ripped from my own as you drew what seemed to be the last breaths from my blistering lungs. Soon you were nothing but a prize I would never behold again. I could no longer see you. You were gone. And I was alone.

I could no longer reason. Life was painfully meaningless. I cannot describe to you how pain engulfed my very roots. The rain was still coming down mercilessly. I was dangerously close to passing out again. I wanted so badly to stay awake.

I screamed then, screamed into the darkness of the plains. And there was still nothing. No meaning, no truth, nothing. I cursed fate for all the good it would never do. The wind howled even louder than before. I fell. To this demand to remain silent, I fell.

For long hours into the night I lay sobbing. Death lingered upon my mind. You had always been a part of me. Our minds, our souls, our very existence had been one for so long. I began to doubt these things now. Our existence, that is. I could not tell if I was alive or dead. I hated the place where I resided though strangely, I belonged there. Like the devil in hell, I belonged there.

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