You treated me to an evening of string quartets. The music was sublime, but I was only aware of you, sitting beside me. Your lily-of-the-valley scent, the soft glow of you dressed all in white, like a bride. If only I had reached for your hand…

After the concert we walked city streets shining with rain, your hair curling from the mist, the street lights framing you with golden halos. Heart of my heart, if only I had kissed you…

The next day, the bombs fell. Oh my dearest, if only I had told you how much I loved you…

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    2 years ago

    Such poignancy and yearning . . . We can smell her lily-of-the-valley scent, see her hair curling in the rain, feel his memories . . .

    Linda Rock
    Linda Rock(@linda-rock)
    2 years ago

    How very sad Juma, so many if only’s. I’m sure we’ve all had these. Beautifully written and a love that shines through from beginning to end.

    Katerina Bizirtsaki
    Katerina Bizirtsaki(@katerina-bizirtsaki)
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    2 years ago

    You are so right, Linda! The guilt and regret of an “if only” can be unbearable. That why we should try to live every day to the fullest and not let opportunities pass by. It’s certainly easier said than done but if we try maybe, just maybe, we may never feel the weight of “if only” on our chest.

    Eric Radcliffe
    Eric Radcliffe(@eric-radcliffe)
    2 years ago

    How sad Juma. Linda hit the nail on the head when she reminded us of the things we should have said and also done. Once passed – the moment has gone! Wonderfully expressed.

    Carrie OLeary
    Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
    2 years ago

    Such a sad story Juma, if only we could have second chances in life. As Linda said, the love really shines through. A lovely piece of writing.

    Christer Norrlof
    Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
    2 years ago

    A very poetic and sensitively written piece, Juma. I love the way you get all senses expressed in the small format: sound, smell, and visual aspect. And sadly, the sense of touch is missing in the memory of the hero, which led to the tragedy that the hearts never joined. Very well written!

    Katerina Bizirtsaki
    Katerina Bizirtsaki(@katerina-bizirtsaki)
    2 years ago

    Tears are running down my cheeks! As sorrowful as this story is, the saddest part is that this is a real life event.

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