today, as the gentle breeze raced through my garden and into the living room till the first chair among others at the dining table.the chair i would always sit on. my chair. i watched from the sliding door as the breeze ran though the leaves of a particular tree outside. it was so calming. calming enough to touch my soul. the leaves rattled around themselves making a soft calming twine between souls as the breeze cut though them. i smiled weekly at the sight of it. suddenly, almost immediately, it stopped. all the leaves, the stem and my soul stopped... without warning...it didn't move after that. not at all...it almost seem like the breeze cut right through it leaving it dead on the ground. it looked lifeless and almost dead. i felt a jolt of sadness run through me. it reminded me of an impossible thinking we humans call, love... you fall so in love then...without warning it stops. you would either be the breeze or the leaves. i obviously was the leaves. left dead, alone without anyone. sad. alone. cold. while i die slowly here, in pain, you move on without noticing my pain. without caring...like the breeze.i signed....though sadness filled me at that moment my charcoal eyes stay dry. not bleeding with tear drops for i act strong.i sign again. "are you listening?" a honey voice calls out. "huh...ah..yes..." i answer in sober. "good. so....." my mother's honey voice continued. i tried to concentrate but i was constantly being distracted by the thought of you...i sign once more. i look down in sadness...suddenly, from the edge of my ear i could hear a soft rattle. i faced upwards. and there it was....joy overwhelmed me. the leaves of the tree were rattling once more. this time without help. without the breeze....
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