Covering the sun.
She woke up without opening her eyes. She wanted to believe for just one second that everything had been real and not just a dream. She closed her eye lids with strength trying to remember but everything was in vain; the sparrows singing from the oak outside the window were telling her that reality was there again and it was time to leave dreams behind. She opened her eyes. The light of the rising sun streamed through the curtains enlightening the dark room. The clock marked 6 and memories of the previous day’s events started to show up on her mind at every tic-tac; everything she’d heard, everything she’d said… everything she couldn’t say.
She rose from the bed and her long white nightgown fell on her knees. She walked barefoot across the room, matted black hair covering her back, opaque and dull. Her brown eyes reflected the window she was heading to, swollen from having slept crying. If she had a chance to fix the past, to rewind everything and do things well from the beginning, she would sell her soul only to try even if it didn’t work. Or maybe she would sell it only to forget everything that happened, but her slender fingers never had managed to cover the sun. And there she was again, standing next to the window watching the sunrise through the curtains, thinking about how to cover so vast golden star despite having tried so many times for different reasons. Just trying to ignore what happened would be as false as that dream she wanted to remember. Why bury a stone that would still be there anyway? How to turn a deaf ear to a heart that cried to be heard?
She opened the window and a cool morning breeze caressed her face returning the natural paleness to her flushed cheeks and flooding her compressed lungs with fresh air. She closed her eyes with the wind still touching her face, breathing in time with her watch. The beautiful landscape before her soothed and comforted her without saying a word, turning her problems into a molehill. She consoled herself at knowing that another day always means another chance.