BLANK CANVAS

Chapter One

"When I found him, I found a love like never before.

When I found him, I discovered a life that unfortunately, didn't have a cure.

Never in my life did I know that feelings could be so raw.

Never in my life did I know that they could also lead to so many dangerous doors."

AJ Collins.

Once in a while, I wondered how homeless people felt, and this was one of such moments.

As I walked with no destination in mind, dragging my feet along the very quiet street of Araromi city, I wondered how hard it must be for people whose lives defined this. The endless cycle of finding a place just to loose it again.

The only company I seemed to have were the birds who surrounded the trees, chirping loudly, and I immediately got jealous of how much freedom they seemed to possess.

Oh what I'd give to be able to tap out sometimes?

I wasn't homeless though, but tonight, It didn't seem like I belonged anywhere. The four walls of my room had done nothing but close in on me while my home as a whole held memories that were too loud for me.

The stars looked beautiful at least. I thought.

And there seemed to be an endless supply of them.

Again, I wondered if like me, the homeless ones saw it as a sign from God maybe. Or if like me they eventually found a destination to arrive at.

Because, seventeen minutes.

That was how long it took me to find a destination; the beach.

And from there on, I had unknowingly started writing a new chapter of my life I had no idea I had turned. Because, only the universe could understand how meeting someone could be a beautiful combination of horrible and perfect timing.

A lot had happened earlier that night and I honestly wasn't even in the mood to form new relationships, not even harmless ones, but still I met him and before everything went to shit, I loved him.

I had stood barefoot on the beach, feeling the strong wind blow against my skin, mentally scolding myself for not having a sweater to cover up. I just stood there, rubbing my arms gently, in an attempt to spread whatever heat I could generate.

It was amidst shaking slightly and holding myself that I spotted a figure sitting on the far left area of the beach.

And I remember thinking;

'no away'

'AJ, just ignore!'

'ignore'

'no sane person would be out on the beach at almost midnight!'

But my legs seemed to be unaware of the discussion my mind was having, so against better reasoning, I found myself getting much closer to the figure than my mind would have agreed.

'You're on the beach at almost midnight and you're sane!' My subconscious argued.

At a reasonable distance from the figure. I half yelled.