He walked for a while. His head was still banging with the fear for tomorrow. What would he do? Without her everything was so obscure and even the sweetest things in life weren’t as sweet. He had been prepared for this since he was a boy, he had been merely two years old when his parents found out and from then they had done their best to prepare him. He sighed as he approached her kneeling figure on the sand.
‘Here you are,’ his voice seemed a bit lost in himself.
‘I’m sorry I ran. I didn’t want...’
‘Schiuuu...Everything will be ok,’ he passed his arm around her shoulders as an attempt to comfort her.
‘How can you say that? Nothing is going to be ok...life will never be what it was. I need you!’
‘You don’t need me, you never have.’
‘I do...I need you. If you go, I go. I’ll find a way of going with you, no matter what!’
‘I have done all I was meant to do. My dream has come true, but you, you need to stay. You’re going to be great. Remember, you are what you make yourself to be,’ he replied calmly.
‘This isn’t one of your speeches. It isn’t one of those -I think therefore I am- Descartes philosophies,’ she looked down into the humid sand.
‘We are all philosophies in our own rights. No one will ever perceive your life the way you do. Everyone surrounding us will have their interpretation, but no one will actually know the truth – not even if you tell them.’
‘I don’t want anyone to know my life. I just want to be invisible, you’re the star.’
‘No. I’m not a star. It’s easy to shine when you have bright lights surrounding you. To be a star you need to shine even without all those things.’
‘Aren’t you scared?’
He sniffed, the sea air was beginning to get to him, and as he looked up to the horizon he tried not to give much away.
‘Answer me!’
‘Yes, and no. I’m scared of getting lost without you there to hold my hand.’
‘I’ll be there. No matter what - I’ll hold your hand.’
‘I know.’
‘It’s still so soon. You’re so young.’
‘But, I’ve lived.’
‘It’s not fair.’
‘Why?’
‘Because.’
‘There are things that not even we can stop.’
‘You’re so calm.’
‘No point in fighting it.’
‘But the doctors...’
‘Rest. Rest, isn’t the answer. I have to make everyday count, every hour, every minute.’
‘But. Please.’
‘It’s my dream. I won it, and now I’m going to live it until my last breath.’
‘You will die. If you don’t rest a while - you will die.’
‘Even if I rest, I will die. Someday we all die.’
‘You’re only twenty-three. You’re young and beautiful.’
‘I have to see this till my end.’
‘I don’t want there to be an end. You promised you would stay forever. You swore that we’d always be together.’
‘And we will always be together. When I’m up there, I’ll be watching you, and I’ll live right here and there,’ he tapped her chest and then her temple.
‘What if I forget? What if one day I wake up and you’re gone?’
‘That will never happen. I’ll be with you forever.’
‘And Ana?’
‘Her too.’
‘I’ll miss you everyday...every moment.’
‘You’ll be fine, it will be as if I’m always on tour and you’re always in England.’
‘No, it will be different.’
‘No, it won’t. Whenever you need to talk to me, I will listen and even though you won’t hear me physically you’ll hear me in your heart. I will be there, every step you take and every time you fall I’ll be there to help you get right back up.’
‘You are a star.’
‘You help me shine,’ he smiled as he cupped her face in his hands and wiped her tears.
‘Comme vous sont une étoile brillante sur la terre, vous serez un ange précieux dans le ciel,’[1] she leant forward gently resting her forehead on his.
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