"Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye."
I stand here, and watch as the sunset goes down. Near the water, my feet feel numb and I stare across into the sky. Around me, life goes by as usual. Little children run after their mothers, yelling with joy. Old couples smile at the flowers and comment on the "old days".Teenagers laugh, as soon they will graduate and animals run around their owners, having the fun of a lifetime.
They walk past me, without a look, maybe a glance but then forget I was even there. I was like a ghost, silver, there but only slightly. A shadow. And as I stood and thought about what had happened, I started to feel the weight of a burden fall upon me.
He had died and I could do nothing. They had lied about his death and I had believed them. Was I so gullible? To believe it? I must be...But to now know the truth, just shows me I had let my heart open again, even after I had swore to never leave it open.
He had swooped down and pulled me in his arms, sending me into happiness. It was like a drug, his touch was. So addicting and now that its gone, I feel unsure. I know that I miss him. He understood like no-one else did.
So here I am, unsure of where to go. Back home to where memories lay? Or to a new world without him? Either way, I knew what I had to do. And it is advice I will send and spread for the rest of my life. I will travel and help those who need. But inside my heart, I will yearn to be loved...
"People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go."