One More Chance.

He woke up. In hospital. The walls were white. Snow white. What happened to him? He was confused. Alone. His thoughts kept on coming. Neverending process. The doctor talked to him. He was aware of the words but the meaning escaped through the windows. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. Nothing at all. The accident came out of the blue. No control. The sounds in the corridor freightened him. His fever high. The nurses were worried. He felt their tension. He received flash backs. Sounds of breaking glass. Screaming. He lost his patience.

Memory lane. No clue. Brainwashed. No idea of identity. He tried hard. Zero. He moved his muscles. It hurted. Only pain. A face. Did he know that face? It was cold. His bed was freezing cold. He tried to figure out who was in the room next to him. He heard someone breathing. Suffering. Clearly the end. He felt bad. The clock was ticking. The time was hard on him. His heart functioned. Slowly. Flash back. Car accident. A woman. Legs and arms collided. A kiss. A song. He turned his head. She laughed. He felt her love. True love. She said some words. He turned to her. To ask her what she meant.

Her face was pale. She died. Her heart stopped beating. As if he was dreaming. Sweating. His feet were cold as ice. He remembered the accident. He missed her so much. He was aware only now that he loved her deeply. He became mature the minute after the accident. He realized that she was the love of his life. Too late now to express his feelings. Too late to show his bravery. He cried. Nobody noticed. He felt suffocated. Pain inside. He finally understood that she was the woman of his heart. He loved her soul deeply. The machines made noise. Freightening.

An angel approached his bed. Long blond hair. Time to say goodbye. She was sad to see him suffering. He felt how his life energy disappeared. No batteries left. He was dying. Life an ending chapter. Suddenly the angel showed a scene. His eyes were moving. The room was turning around. He tried to focus. His soul was leaving the earth. The question popped up. He saw the words 'what is true love?'. The angel looked at him. As if she was waiting for the answer. He felt afraid. He was tested. His courage appeared. Out of the blue. 'Let me try it one more time', he stumbled.

A heart of gold entered the room. On a plate. A name. Description. The angel put down her mask. A nurse touched him. White clothes. Blond hair. The doctor had good news. A miracle had happened. The bleeding had stopped. He would make it. The window was open. His soul came back. The birds left the tree. The love of his life recognised him. She reached for his hands. A warm feeling. He smiled. She kissed him gently and asked for forgiveness. He promised her never to leave her again. 'I soul love you, my darling', he whispered.

The hospital changed into a room. A room in a house. A house in the woods. Silence. He slept eleven nights. She took best care of him. She never left him. Her heart belonged to him. He opened his eyes. The fever had left. His body was in peace. She stared into his eyes. They belonged together. They always had. Fear vanished. Love remained. White dress. She said yes. He never forgot how this special event changed his life for good. He took her hand. A dance of passion. True love. Sharing their past, present time and future. They signed a contract. For all lifetimes. A magic pact.

By Liesbeth Leysen