He stared at her lying on the bed blissfully drowning into the night. He switched off the lights and lay besides her on the bed recalling his journey with her…how she made the world a better place for him with just one smile, how the spark in her eyes were enough for him to forget all grief, how their children were so much like her, how she stood by him through all the difficult times, how graceful she was in whatever she did…the list was endless. He could go on days together if he started to muse over how he was blessed to have a wife, a support system like her. But he didn’t have that much time.
He gazed into the darkness as if he could see everything around him clearly. Had she seen his beady eyes wandering the dark, she would’ve said…
In your eyes, is my delight…without you around, nothing ever feels right.
…and she would’ve melted in his arms for a good night’s sleep. And that was something that always made him happy.
He smiled to the silence as if the night had murmured a secret into his ears. Had she seen him smile, she would’ve instantly asked…
What is it you find so amusing, dear?
…like always, followed by
Never mind. I don’t even want to know…as long as you are happy and smiling like this, I don’t need any reason.
Her eyes gleamed with pleasure every time she saw him smile. And that was enough to make his day.
More than half a century of togetherness had brought them very close. Two souls had become one, two hearts beat but always like one…in the harmony of love, in the sanctity of marriage, in the purity of true companionship. He had become so in tune with her that he could comprehend every one of her unsaid words, feel her innermost fears, talk straight to her heart, and understand her every move…or the lack of it, like now as she lay still besides him.
He kissed her one last time…there wasn’t even a question of choice in his mind. He knew what he had to do…he knew he couldn’t continue without her…he knew that the minute he sensed that she had stopped breathing in her sleep…he knew that he had to leave to be with her. Had she not made his life so beautiful, there would’ve been a choice. But that wasn’t the case. His life couldn’t have been the wonderful journey that it was if it wasn’t for her. So, death, if that meant being back with her, didn’t scare him a bit…he couldn’t wait to find out what was in store for them after life. He closed his eyes, with a wide grin on his face, realizing he was never going to wake up to life.
And they lived their lives after death happily ever after.
This is my entry for Carry on Tuesday Prompt #42 – What is it you find so amusing, dear?