Entre le ciel et la terre

J’ai été choquée d’apprendre que son petit ami était mort. Je traversais les moments d’étourdissement pendant plusieurs jours et semaines après. Quand quelque chose d’aussi brutal touche quelqu’un qu’on apprécie, on se sent touché.
Quelques semaines plus tard j’ai eu ce rêve: il y avait le petit ami de ma copine qui disait: “Tu sais, on est toujours ensemble avec ta copine. On se voit chaque jour, chaque soir.”
Je restais borné: “Mais ce n’est plus possible que vous vous voyiez, tu es parti et elle, elle est de ce monde.”
Il m’a regardé comme quelqu’un qui regrette de ne pas pouvoir dire tout ce qu’il sait et il m’a dit doucement: “Un jour, tu comprendras.”
Depuis, je dors mieux…

About atreewalker

It was a warm spring morning in the olive grove. The breeze was gentle, the air was fragrant, the time stood still. High grass, sprinkled with colourful small-headed flowers, was gently tickling my knees. Poppies were about to splash their intense red on the antic ruins. 'Look how beautiful it is all over', I whispered to the olive trees, 'a perfect time for a stroll.' I slipped my fingers into the open palms at the end of their branches and I took them for a walk. View all posts by atreewalker

2 responses to “Entre le ciel et la terre

  • QT

    I am sorry to hear that. My friend’s sister’s finance passed away in car accident 1 month before their wedding a few years ago. It was devastating but she has moved on eventually. I hope your friend will soon too.

  • loulune

    Thanks, QT, I hope too: she seems to be strong and she seems to have a good support system around her, I believe.

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