'Thank you, it's a gift from my father.'
She tells me with a smile.
A small silver ring, cradled in her hand.
'It's fine, I love to swim'
An hour underwater,
Together, a moment of fun.
'See you next week!'
Her healing smile warms my body,
Gentle voice soothing my soul.
'See you then.'
She leaves with a smile,
While I return to shower.


'Do you wish to speak?'
A teary woman asks,
Face familiar through the daze.
'What can I even say?'
Sitting in a packed church,
Voice like a zombie.
'She was so happy that you found her ring...'
I nod and say nothing,
The woman leaves me be.
'And it was all Yellow...'
Coldplay, your favourite song,
I swear will haunt me forever.

'It's been 20 years...'
Even so, tears still fall.
Blurring out a dull reality.
'I'm doing fine.'
Lying through clenched teeth,
I hear her scold me in my mind.
'*******.'
Time stripped away her face,
Voice an empty echo.
'And it was all Yellow.'
The song hits me hard,
Sobbing in the supermarket.