“Tell me why are we in the library this morning, Sam?”
“It’s not just a library, it’s the Marciana library.
Misty brought me here during our engagement weekend. I love the way she sees the world differently; she has a fascination with art and architecture.”
“And why is that so different?”
“James, she is so real and alive with energy.”
“So, why are we here, I ask, again?”
“Misty left me a love poem in one of the books here in the library. She told me to find it and read it one day when I needed her. So, I have come back to retrieve it.”
James was standing in the library next to Sam and not believing what he was hearing. Had Sam gone crazy. Where was that letter?
“Sam, I don’t know how you expect to find a letter in this huge place. Just look around you. This could take weeks to find it.”
“Ah, yes, James, but I have an idea where it could be; under the title of Famous Love poems. Come with me.”
The two men climbed the stairs to a second level where it was dark and cold and spider webs handing from the ceiling. It was not an inviting place to be but Sam heard his heart beating louder. He told James that he sure that this was the place.
At the end of a long row of books stood a small round table with a white tablecloth covering it. There were two peitie chairs stationed nearby the table. Sam took a seat and looked at the books around him. There was a red covered book that was minus the dust like the rest of the books stationed next to it.
“Look, James, This is the only book without the dust. It must be the one.”
“I hope for your sake it is because it’s creepy up here.”
James took the seat across from Sam and waited for Sam to open the red book.
As Sam, predicted, this was the book where the poem was hidden inside. He opened the book and read the poem out loud:
My Dearest Sam,
I love you until the end of time.
When you are far away from me.
I love you more and more,
Every day, every minute, every second.
When you are there with me I was happy,
But now I am sad, because you’re not here with me.
The importance of your love to me is greater than myself.
My life starts from you,
And my journey ends on you.
You are the person Whom I love so much
And Forever, Till the end of the world…
I know you will always there with me,
In the journey of my life.
I know we will make mistakes,
But I know that you’re there with me,
Always, Inside my heart, And near my soul…
Love, Misty
“Sam, it’s a beautiful poem, but can we go now?
You see, she’s coming back to you. Don’t try to find her and put your life in danger.
You two will have a lifetime together.”
“James, you are like a brother to me and I trust you.
I’ll call off the hunt for now but, there’s still one more thing I need to do.
Will you come with me?”
“Sure, Sam, where are we going?”
“To church, my brother, to church.”
(to be continued)