The sky is bleeding, we must fear the flood
A final message to an Angel
October 23, 2006Dear Angel,
More seconds must have passed between now and the last time we spoke than there are hairs on my head. It surely must have been so long because I can neither recall the meaning nor the reasons for our last exchange, or, for that matter, the cause of our parting. Certainly, it makes no sense to reminisce on poignant memories, because it only makes you hark back to things that were purposely forgotten.
However, if there is one thing I can recall, it is the rose – that thing which you so ironically used to symbolize the end of a love affair. Truly, nothing could be more worthy of being remembered. You certainly had a flair for flamboyance. Anyway, I mustn’t dwell on this lest I begin to wander off to even more memories.
Looking back, these things now merely cause giggles rather than the shudders they used to create. If we could speak now, we will surely burst out laughing at all our stupid mistakes, our immaturity and, most of all, our lack of foresight. Ironic that what once created tears in our eyes, will make smiles on our faces.
And so, I bid you goodbye once again with this one final letter. I wish you all the best. Rest assured that more seconds than there are stars in the sky must pass between us before I will completely forget, but before that time comes you will find yourself another Angel.
Sincerely
Angel








