Chloe approached the cemetery entrance. In the six years her brother was dead, she had only gone five times, all in the last two months.
Paris has woke up with really dark clouds. I went to buy some bread and the first raindrops have started to fall the moment I finished preparing my sandwich.
It started with a raindrop,
it continued with a second one,
wetting the warm atmosphere
that marked the end of summer.
this is what I remember”,
said the girl,
too young to have known
what life can give you
but also what it can take away..
Like the “I love you”
that a man says
when he raises his hand in front of his wife.
Shh… Silence. Don’t say anything. Close your eyes and enjoy.
Let yourself get wet by the water drops. Listen how the tree protects you from getting too wet. Listen to how the leaves receive the drops with a subtle noise that turns into a relaxing sound for your ears. Raise your hand and let the water wet it, let it get cold for the subtle wind that sneaks between your fingers.