My Lisa

By Heather Glover


The wind blew so gently across my face. I felt so much emotion that it was making my heart hurt. I knew i was being watched intently as the tears rolled down my cheeks. The cemetary was filled with uncertain feelings. Was it love or hate? Was it sadness or gladness? I do not know. But I sat quietly on her grave sobbing wildly. Her voice so graceful and sweet once rang through my ears. Now she could not say anything. It was as if she had gone mute for three years straight. But in my mind I knew she would never speak again.
My clothes felt as heavy as lead like I was nailed to the headstone. But I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay with her forever like I promised before. I told her and she swore to me that we'd never be apart but she lied. Maybe not intentionally but it was just the same.
The nigh time was so beautiful. She would have loved to see the stars as they twinkled just as her eyes. I hope the sun never comes up so I can stay here always. But my sobs are not heard as i lift my once lead clothes now light as a feather and walk away. I never tool a second glance, just kept on walking. I fit was not for love, it was for myself. And I kept on walking as the sun came up. Good-bye Lisa.

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