Finding Layla

by someday_93

She gave it to me for Christmas, so many years ago. When I look at it, sometimes I think that I can still see her, that maybe she is still there, inside that miniature world. Yeah, I think that’s her world.

And even though I don’t see her, maybe she’s there, trapped in that little world where I can hold her forever. Walking those glitter-covered streets, still in that red jacket she always wore.

The glass sphere fits perfectly into my palm, and I cradle it there. “Layla?” I whisper, “Are you in there?” But there is only silence.

I want to shake it, to make it snow again, but I am afraid that if I do, that it might hurt her, that she might be tossed against those tiny skyscrapers, and be…be what? She’s already gone. Can you be gone twice? I don’t know.

Gently, I set it back on the shelf, where I can see its reflection in the mirror. Maybe she’s still there. Maybe she’s not. But either way, I will never forget her.

My best friend.

My snow-globe girl.

Layla.

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  1. Finding Layla

    Blusparrow's Buddy Icon Blusparrow

    Posted 10 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    awww I wonder what happened to her. It is always great to have a memory from the one you lost. It helps you remember there good moments.

  2. Finding Layla

    One Time, One Chance's Buddy Icon One Time, One Chance

    Posted 10 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    this is heartwrenching, for lack of a better word. i love this, it has a very real touch to it.

  3. Finding Layla

    emma jo_234's Buddy Icon emma jo_234

    Posted 10 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Awww. I agree with OTOC . This is beautiful and so, so sad. I have old jewelry of my mom’s that’s kind of my own snowglobe. Very relatable.

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