A Timeless Love
by: raven richardson
"our hearts will continue to beat a rhythm with time, therefore we'll always have forever." she said. "have faith...& come home to me..."
3 springs have passed since she's spoken those words. She would watch from the big elm by the lake, everyday, for her soldier to return. Hour by hour. Day by day. "...come home to me...". As she laid herself down at night she would say "have faith my love, i'll see you tomorrow."
While waiting by the elm one day a man was walking up the dirt road. Ecstatic for it to be her love, she ran to be in his arms only to discover that he was an older man. One she has never seen before. As they greeted each other the older man bowed his head in respect & handed her a medal of honor. Tears filled her eyes as he softly said, "he was a brother to many, but most importantly, a son to me."
From then on she wasted her days shooting whiskey in the kitchen while staring out upon the big elm tree. Her family worried but unable to reach her & her spirit broken, she finally got the strength to once again walk to the big elm. She leaned against it crying & swearing the heavens above about this uncalled for deed. "i'm sorry, but i can't go on...there must be a way to stop...time..." she cried. She pulled a small pistol from her dress placing it to her heart.
A silver car pulled up in the drive way. 3 men let themselves out, but one in particular noticed the elm tree. He smiled as he briskly walked up to the house and knocked upon the door. A familiar face answered in surprise. Her younger sister. "You're alive?" the sister said in shock. "yes, and where is your sister? I wish to make her my wife." The sister shook her head in disbelief. "You're supposed to be dead. She left to be with you." "I don't understand..." he said. "She shot herself under the elm tree not long ago." she said looking down.
The lover starred at her, & knew she wasn't lying for her tears falling were proof enough. He looked down "i"m sorry." He walked away from the house towards the elm tree. The younger sister just watched. His two friends called for him as they watched him walk to the tree. Placing a hand upon the trunk he softly whispered, "i'm sorry, but i can't go on." He pulled out his gun & placed it to his heart.
they say, if the breeze is right, every spring when the flowers bloom. You can see them under the big elm, in each others arms. Don't feel sorry for them. They are now together, trapped in the endless rhythm of time.
::How the lover returned; During the war he was trapped behind enemy lines and the only way to get out was to completely lose his identity. He exchanged his uniforms with an unidentifiable dead enemy soldier, in order to survive & obviously got out. However a fellow soldier brought his "body" back to base camp causing the news of his death to reach back home to his love. Mistaken identity basically & with the time frame i thought this in there was no other way to identify a soldier other than the dog tags. It's a stretch i know, but it's a set up for a good story. you can't deny it =]::
[this story is completely fictional written by me on the spot]
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