The echo of your laughter still resonates in my ears. The warmth of your voice still soothes my heart. Time was on your side, you always looked handsome. My world evolved around you.
Sometimes I’d scold myself for getting so attached to you. I kept reminding myself that you were never wholly mine. You belonged to Palestine; all of Palestine. The way you held your rifle, and the way you polished it with intimacy. It was a message that your world was bigger than life. You belonged to an immeasurable time and space. Your life couldn’t be dictated by limited norms. Your soul transcended all times. You let go of this world and sought an eternal one.
I wish I could feel the force that propelled you to let go of this transient world.