See You Where The Rainbow Ends
By: Ontie K
Tags: Fiction, Drama, Random Thoughts, Short Story, Random

It was raining outside.

Just like every other day in this small town, up on the hill. And yet, just like every other day, my wife was sitting next to the window. Staring at the gloomy sky, waiting for it to end.

This habit of hers has been happening since the first day we met. It was a rainy day at a tea party. I remember clearly, a young lady with a yellow flowery dress sitting next to the window. Same wondering eyes, waiting for what comes after the rain.

“Rainbow,” I remember she said.

“Rainbow?” young me answered.

“Yes,” she replied with such confidence. “Someday, I’ll go there. A place where the rainbow ends.”

“Must be somewhere far far away.”

“It’s interesting, isn’t it?”

“It’s scary,” young me responded. “Going somewhere you know nothing about.”

“It’s like waking up to a new day, I guess. Just yesterday, we knew nothing about what would happen today. And yet, we wake up anyway.”

“Well, I know I’ll go to this party.”

She smiled and brought her face closer to mine. Her pretty brown eyes looked straight at me.

“Well, you didn’t know you’d meet me, did you?”

And she was right.

Just like she knew that I was right; in our own way of thinking.

Her mind was a mystery, I often found myself lost in it.

What’s so special about the rainbow? I couldn’t understand why she wanted to go there. It’s always there. Right outside our window.

As we grew older and weaker, I could feel her desire grow stronger. There’s something in her eyes every time she looks at the rainbow. A longing, like the feeling of missing something that you never met.

“If I could bring the rainbow, would you stay?”

She turned to me and chuckled, “Darling, I’m not going anywhere.”

I reached something from my back and presented it to her. An imperfect red, yellow, and green semi-circle. Small rainbow on a piece of paper.

She laughed and looked at me with disbelief.

“Oh, I love it!” She took it and put it on the wall next to the window. “Our own kind of rainbow.”

That evening we danced and we laughed. We drew more rainbows and stuck them on the wall. There was a big beautiful rainbow right outside our window, but we were too busy creating our own.

Since that day, I have been waking up every morning and drawing a new rainbow for her. Soon, without realizing, we found our home covered by so many rainbows. It covers the wall, the cupboard, the table and the window.

“Would you tell me what’s happening in that pretty head of yours?” she whispered while looking at all the rainbows on the wall. She took one rainbow that covered the window. Light came inside the house. “It’s such a mystery.”

“I thought you love mystery.”

Her eyes were staring outside the window.

“I thought you’re scared.”

There was silence filling the house. Later that night, I woke up to the sound of hers. “I’m leaving,” she said. Wearing her yellow flowery dress. Her bags were ready.

“Is this not enough?” I replied, desperately. “You, me. In a world that we made.”

She held my hands and brought her face closer to mine. “In a world that you made.” Her pretty brown eyes were looking straight at me. “You did everything you could. It was beautiful, I couldn’t ask for more. And I’ll always love you for that,” she paused.

“But?” I whispered.

“But,” her voice was firm and clear, “I couldn’t lose myself in it.”

I looked at her hands, feeling the warmth. Always knew this day would come.

“You always love it.”

“And you’re always scared.”

She kissed me goodbye and walked to the door as I stood still where she left me.

“I’ll see you where the rainbow ends.” I heard the sound of the door closed.

I looked around. At the rainbows. At the world that I made. Screaming for her to stay. We both are a mystery to each other, that eventually, we found ourselves lost in each other’s mind.

Sometimes, I still hear news about her. Walking with the storm, dancing in the rain.

There were days that I missed her so much, I almost walked through the door. I could imagine myself chasing her. Running in the rain as she ran to greet me from where the rainbow ends.

As I thought of this, I drew more rainbows.

Soon, without realizing, I found our home covered by so many rainbows. It covers the wall, the door, the fence, and the roof.

Maybe someday, somewhere, she will open her window and see a house up on the hill. A house that is full of rainbows.

I’ll see you where the rainbow ends, she said. And here I am.

Stay still.

Waiting.

See you … where the rainbow ends.