
Eulogy
There is beauty in endings.
I remember when you said that, curled up into my side as you pressed your paperback shut. Only you would find joy in something you loved coming to an end.
“Love never ends, though.” I’d said, nuzzling your temple.
I don’t think that’s true. I think it has to end, right? Because if it was forever, if you knew that it would never truly end, you’d never appreciate it.
“Is this your philosophical way of telling me you want to break up?”
You laughed and the earth rumbled. I don’t think we’ll be together forever because there is no forever. But don’t you think that’s better? If we do only have one life, one chance to get it right, isn’t it more romantic that against all odds we did find each other? That I get to have your forever?
I tried to argue with you, tried to tell you that when two people belong like we did that their love would break all cosmic and linear bounds. It was as if the universe called my bluff. Not even a month later and you got worried about a strange lump in your left breast. Not even a month later and you went from being the love of my life to an incubator for imminent death. I watched you become finite; felt you slip through my fingers as if you were already ash. And you were resilient, of course you were, nothing would take you down without a fight. But it was never a fair fight.
I don’t really know how to say goodbyes, but this isn’t what this is. I’m not letting you go, because I never will. I don’t think I’m even capable of it. I just want it to be known that our love was real, that it was fleeting, yes, but ferocious. It was beautiful.
And a wise woman once told me that there is beauty in endings.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleSometimes I argue that few words cannot create enough depth in stories to spark a reader’s emotions, but you’ve successfully ruined that argument. Such a beautiful story.
Thank you so much, I’m so glad you enjoyed it. This is acting as a warm-up for my final piece that I’m intending to write for my uni assignment so I’m glad it’s been well-received!
Great story, Adam. Such a power read, the first and last line really set the tone for all the beauty that took place in the middle. This was wonderfully paced, and I look forward to reading more from you. Fantastic!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you Melissa!
Hi Adam, as Melissa has already said, a very powerful read with an emotional punch and a philosophical analysis of what love might mean. Great read.
Thank you so much, I’m so glad you liked it!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleA nice well-written story. Coping with the loss of a loved one is like sitting on a dynamite.
Hello, Dan. It is a fantastic read with a powerful and emotional hit of losing a loved one. Superb story. I like it.
Adam, this is a beautifully poignant, bittersweet story, and another that has made me feel very emotional. A lovely piece of writing. Very well done.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleI think the comments speak for themselves Adam, this is a truly beautiful piece of writing.
Your story contains a wonderful combination of everyday, low key chit-chat and life’s most profound philosophy and its deepest emotions. Success on many planes, Adam! Congratulations!
Adam, you told the readers so much in only a few lines. When I got to the last paragraph, I couldn’t help wondering if she didn’t have some sort of premonition that something might be wrong, and that maybe that was what she tried to tell him, without sounding paranoid. It is such a horrible thing to experience when you lose a loved one and to see them suffer like she did.… Read more »
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