“Yes. Sounds good.”
“I will take you to death, the tree I told you about.”
“What about life?”
“Yes, it is there too.”
“The sun is out today.”
The sun is not here, I cannot move. I don’t know if the sun. The only voice was the machine next to me, monitoring my heart beats. But I was dreaming. I want to dream again.
“It is better to imagine, being blind is tough. Better to dream.”
“Yes, you are right. It is peaceful with you.”
“Yes. Nobody gets me the way you can. I escape the world for a reason.”
“I see, I cannot let all of me breathe in the world at once. It is better to be lost.”
No, I can’t see anything. What was I thinking? It is hard in this dark room, listening to my heart lose beats to… beauty? She was beautiful. She is helping my nerves. As if sunlight in the damp world I am in. The hospital. The coma. I cant move. I know I am stuck in the night, but I have her. The memories. I can relive the walks an endless number of times in my head and find peace.
“You know peace is what I seek. But I am strong.”
“Are you? I feel you are raw human. You have the essence of innocence within. I feel it when you talk and pretend to be strong with certain phrases. But, yes, Peace is all we need.”
“Right now is peaceful, the trees are indeed, beautiful.”
“I know. Too bad death and life are surrounded by people.”
“I like this one the most. What should we call it?”
I will return. All I need is patience. I will return to the sunlight soon.