By the river's edge, I found a piece of cloth. A little bit of cloth. It was white, pure white. Still bright. Were my eyes deceiving me?
Could it really be? I picked it up. I held it for the longest time.
Eternity. A long, long time. A little piece of cloth, torn from her hem.
I held it, I held her in my hand....for me. I knew...I knew it was left for me. A tiny bit of hem, a tiny bit of cloth. I smiled....she smiled. She left this all for me.