Peekaboo

And suddenly, just like that, he´s there.

´Miss you.´
´Miss you too, it´s crazy.´

He´s there, that cute, lovely thing with brown eyes, the warmest heart and the most joyous laugh I´ve known. We spend days walking around mountains, laughing, whining, cursing, talking everything and finding new things to agree on. From movies to diets, from music to shapes of clouds in the sky. We´re most friendly friends and nothing more, watching each other closely for any hints.

´Dragon in flight´
´I was just about to say that´

On the last night he kisses me on a bridge over a busy street. The night is cold, with the moon barely visible through the mist permanently residing over the city. The bridge smells of freshly cut wood.

And suddenly, just like that, he´s gone.

In the candlelight

They stop people on a busy street. Hello, would you like to come in and light a candle?

She ingores them, walking on. Then changes her mind. Turns around, takes a left into a small alley and into a small church. Wants to pay for the candle, thinking it's a money collection like many others. A woman there simply ignores her, gives her a candle and takes her inside.

The church is lit with candlelight. Some girl is singing accompanied by a man on an acoustic guitar. It's dark. It's peaceful. It's welcoming. Write a prayer intention, whispers the woman, handing her a piece of paper and showing her a simple white box with a small hole at the top.

The girl lights a candle, then sits down in one of the wooden benches towards the back of the church. Another song fills the air. Slowly, the tears start to fall. She sits there, hiding the tears in her hair, staring into the flickering light of the hundreds of candles. Eventually she makes up her mind, starts scribbling fast on the piece of paper she was given.

An anonymous girl in an anonymous church in an anonymous city, writing a prayer intention praising the strenght and courage and love of her anonymous mother.

All was not fine after all.