Forgiven

I sit on the gravestone, watching as a young brunette walked up to where I am. She still doesn't know, poor girl… It has been over a year now too… I notice a tear roll down her cheek and reach out to catch it, knowing that it won't work. My fingers ghost over her cheek, barely catching the tear. I looked into her brown eyes and saw all the grief inside them, welling up to the surface. She came like this every Saturday, the day we were able to talk the most when I was… still breathing…
She shivered, and I realized that I was making the air around her cold. I instantly jumped back and floated up  to a low tree branch. It was hard, seeing her so much, yet not getting to touch her…
She knelt in front of the grave, placing the small bunch of flowers on the patch of gravel. I floated down next to her and slowly wrapped my arms around her, knowing that she would only be able to feel me as a soft wind. I fought back the tears, not able to stop the few that leaked through.
"I'm sorry…" I whispered, hugging her tighter. "I love you… I needed to save you… forgive me for leaving you alone…"
I knew she couldn't hear me, but I swear I heard her say something in her beautiful voice.




"I forgive you."