she finally realises what would make them really happy. drabble

"The days carry the living along; the dead are left behind. It was disconcerting to discover how everything went on. The sun came up and went down, the roses bloomed, the stars wheeled overhead exactly as they had before." When he dies, she drowns, the water fills her lungs, suffocating her. Her eyes slip shut until suddenly a hand reaches to grab hers, pulling her back to life.

Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language. "Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open. But my hand has been clenched into a fist for years now; it's frozen shut." Jelsa.