On the other side.

I saw you. On the other side, I saw you. The side where dreams come true where everything is so white and perfect.

You were staring at me. My heart beat rhythmically in my chest, gently rising and falling with each breath. Your gaze was so loving, your hair so soft and perfect, just the way I like it.

As I step closer, craving your breath to touch my face, my hand rises to touch your cheek. Slowly my fingers brush along your skin yet with each touch of my fingertips you disappear. The beating of my heart increases, my mind spinning. Why was this happening?

I struggle to open my eyes. This had to be a dream; a nightmare. You couldn’t leave me, people didn’t just disappear. Not in the real world. I had only heard of it happening in dreams. I vaguely remember someone mentioning that it happens once you’re in heaven, once you accept that this is the end and your body releases your soul to the skies.

That’s when it hit me. This wasn’t just a dream, I wasn’t asleep, and I wasn’t even breathing anymore. I remember the hands that were wrapped around my throat, robbing my lungs of air. I remember your footsteps racing down the stairs to the room I was dying in. You tried with all your might to save me, but nothing helped.

Now my soul is floating further into heaven, towards the golden light. It stops just before it reaches the point of no return. Slowly, it turns back to face you, to see you standing over my lifeless body. It whispers something, so soft, so sweet and barely audible.

“I love you”