Love

very short story about dealing with the loss of one that holds your heart most dear, inspired by Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.

she stood starring out the window as the snow fell softly 

on the ground. Wurlling and dancing through the sky before 

hugging the earth. Her black dress gathered at her feet 

and her long black hair was twisted into a large bun. A 

Rose barrette accented her red highlights. She dabbed at 

her eyes, as the facts settled in, just like the snow had 

begun to do. Her heart filled with sarrow, as she watched 

nothing.  Her guests mingled down in her lobby, but she 

was to withdrawn to be the good hostess. 

A gentleman stood slightly behind her, clearing his throat 

to let her know of his presence. 

"Mad'am," he began, approaching slowly to console he 

placed a hand on her shoulder. 

"Yes?" 

" I am sorry for your loss, is there anything you need, 

don't hesitate to ask."

Words she had been hearing since he....

She nodded her understanding, but continued to gaze out 

the window. As a tear steaked down her cheek.

" You know, your husband was a very good friend of mine, 

he would not have left if he did not need to."

"I... kn-know." she choked out.

The gentleman nodded and pulled her to face him.

" He would want you to continue without him, to continue 

his mission of living this life you have."

"I-I, don't know," she stammered. "We were so intwined... 

i can't feel anything else... nothing but this pain. that 

has saturated the well with in my heart of love. There is 

a whole I never thought I would have again. And right now, 

it is taking all I have. I can not... will not live 

another moment like this i..." She shook her head as the 

tears continued to fall, clollapsing to her knees as the 

grief flooded her. Clutching her chest, she gasped, trying 

to gain controll of these emotions. Pushing them all 

inside, she stood and gathered her dress and ran down the 

hall, a corridor and seven flights of stairs until she 

reached the frozen lake where both she and her husband had 

had so many laughs. She heaved her sarrows  as the heart 

ache  overwelmed her.

He stood in a bright green grassy meadow. Smiling, and 

laughing in welcoming her. She was really happy too, 

though she did not remeber how she got here. But it didnt 

seem to matter the image was all she needed. She too 

reached out to take a hold of the open hand he offered. He 

led her off, heading towards the hill. he placed an arm 

around her and kissed her on the cheek. Doting his 

affection for her.

THey paused, turning towards eachother, pulling the other 

close they kissed, as if they had never been seperated. 

Holding her close, they loved, and started again.