She - Undiluted

Undiluted

She opens her eyes to another sweaty summer day, unwilling to get out of bed, wishing she could just stay in bed. Slowly she crawls out of bed, brushes her teeth and goes through the motions of a regular day. Just as she reaches for her laptop she gets a phone call from an old friend. She wonders why he would call her today of all days. She answers the call enthusiastically, only to be met with a solemn tone. A tone that is used only for specific events, and the instant she heard his voice she knew that something was very wrong. There was a long pause and then the words reached her ears, he died. Suddenly all her senses went blank, her ears were pounding and she couldn’t hear anything. Her sight was blurred and all she could see was darkness. Her mouth went dry and it became hard to breathe. Everything was crashing down on her. A tear rolled down her face and the flood gates opened. The phone fell out of her hand and she started heaving and sobbing simultaneously. All her memories of him were flashing back to her, every moment she had ever spent with him. From the first time she said hi, to the last time they discussed an exam together. She didn’t know him all that well, but well enough. She recalled all the times they had argued, and the times they listened to their favourite music together. It all seemed so unfair, that someone like him would meet such a fate. He was so young and had so much more to see and do. She had never experienced anything like this, this feeling of absolute undiluted sadness. After the tears subsided and she regained control, the only thought in her mind was of him somewhere in the universe, enjoying himself, away from the awfulness of the world. But deep in her mind she couldn’t let go of the fact that it was completely unreasonable, according to her it wasn’t time for him to leave.