“Put it on” I hear a whisper in my ear as I stand, blindfolded. I hold onto the necklace and put it around my neck, setting it in place with a hook on my nape. “Now open your eyes”, the familiar voice ringing in my ear once more. I take off the blindfold, and see myself, feeling like I’m ten feet tall. And then the necklace.
My neck feels it, heavy but loose. It reminds me of how you are to me. Your part in my life is heavy, significant. But, you are loose, you give me space to grow, reminding me even more so of how valuable you are to me.
My fingers trace through it, the nerves on my fingertips tingling at the sensation that the jewels give me. Precious moments that we’ve spent together, when just like the jewels on the necklace, I feel like I have a place in this world — and that is with you.
My eyes gaze at it, how beautiful it is, and how wonderful I feel wearing it. And then, as I am drawn back into the present, eyes blinded by my tears, I put this new necklace around my neck, sealing it with a knot on my nape. “Now open your eyes”, I whisper to myself. I wipe my eyes dry, and stare at the all-too-familiar mirror, the top of my head about 10 feet from the floor.
My neck feels it, light and tight. What once was a significant part of my life now feels like an empty spot. With this noose, I have decided it’s time to go, reminding myself of how invaluable I am to the world.
My fingers trace through it, the nerves on my fingertips trembling as I feel the length of the rope. No more harrowing, painful moments. The jewels’ shine dulling to the promise of no tomorrows. I have no place in the world.
My eyes glimmer at the thought of it, and how happy I am finally wearing it. No more, no more. The plain, simple rope tied around my neck beats the expensive and elegant necklace you once had given me. I close my eyes one last time, and kick the chair from under me.
Nothing else to put on, no more open eyes, no more necklaces.