Falling Stars [h.s]

Chapter 31

Harry

I looked out the window off into the garden that was now growing with seasonal flowers. Letting out a deep breath I turned away from the window, walking over to the piano that sat untouched in the dinning room. Sitting down on the bench, I gracefully ran my fingers over the keys. Shortly after my fingers glided over one key after another, playing a soft and soothing melody.

It was one I have been working on for a while. Although I had the melody down, I couldn't seem to find the right words. I've never had difficulty writing before. This time it was different. I want this one to be an unforgettable one. Lyrics that won't easily leave the brain and become a memory. A song that means something more than just words and a melody.

She was more than just a memory.

That is why it has to be perfect. Not rushed. Not sloppy. Not just another song. Perfect. For her. She was perfect. In every way possible to say the least. Everything about her was beautifully sculpted and well done. Her eyes. Her lips. Her nose. Ears, hands, hair, legs. Everything. Even her soul. She had no faults.

She was beauty.

I wanted to believe I was better off without only come to realize she made me the person I am today. I missed her; deeply. But everyone always misses a good thing when it is gone. She's told me that countless times. 'Why do humans tend to love a good thing when it's gone, but insist on pushing it away when it's right in front of them?' She's asked that question numerous times. I just never had an answer. I still don't seem to, but I realize now why I desired her.

Little by little I continued to press the keys of the piano, taking in the soothing melody. Footsteps sounding from behind me, a hand placed on my shoulder. Ignoring the person, I closed my eyes and continued to play the melody. I'm falling again. The melody overtook my body as words came rushing to my brain. They were words I've heard before. They were words she's spoken before. 'What if I'm someone you won't talk about.'

"Babe?" The voice spoke. I continued to press the keys, not wanting to lose the melody or the words. Soon enough I found myself stopping. Slowly I stopped pressing the keys of the piano. Letting out a deep sigh, I opened my eyes, seeing the light again. I turned around coming face to face with Priscilla. She smiled slightly, her hand still on my shoulder. I brought my hand up placing it ontop of hers.

"Are you writing a new song?" I took her hand into mine, bringing it down to my lap and staring at it. My thumb glided over the ring on her finger. Cushion cut Morganite white diamond. It was the ring of her dreams. Only at seventeen I promised her I would get it for her one day. And I did, yet it felt wrong wanting her to take it off and never wearing it again.

"Harry?"

I averted my attention away from the ring and to her face instead. Priscilla stared down at me with glistening eyes, furrowed eyebrows and a wide smile. Slightly I nodded my head. "I am."

"What is it about?"

"Priscilla."

She looked at me with a more serious look, "Yes?" I gazed back at her hand once more before looking up at her. In her eyes held all the pain and trouble we've been through. All the obstacles we had to face in order to be together. They held my childhood. I didn't want to lose her. She was my other half. She taught me what it meant to fight and what it meant to love. That wasn't something I wanted to let go of so easily. Although we can't relive yesterday's histories, I was curious for what more mysterious tomorrow held. I made her a promise. We made a promise. I wasn't ready to break our promise. I wasn't ready to let go of what we had. My childhood. Not yet. "I love you."

"I love you too Harry." I stood up, taking a step towards her. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly against my body. I wanted to hold her, until our last day. Never wanting to let go of what was. I didn't want to leave her. I never want to leave her all alone in this cruel world. Priscilla is my life. The mother of my children. She was the first person I ever loved. She was the first person to ever love me. She was my first everything. I didn't want to break my promise. My vows. I loved her with all my heart.

"Since you've been gone, I held off on signing and finalizing the divorce papers because I wanted to believe there was another chance for you and I to try again when you got back. Now that you're here I've come to realize that our love story has come to an end."

But, she isn't the person I waited my whole life for.

I parted from her, breaking the hug. She stared at me with wide teary eyes. "You promised" She spoke with hiccups. I took a step back only for her to take one forward. "Harry don't do this. Please, I need you. We need you."

"I'm right here Priscilla. I'm not leaving my family."

"Right. You're only leaving me."

I took a deep breath, unsure of how to reply. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head followed by a sarcastic laugh, "Eleven years ago you promised me I would be the only person you ever loved. Until death do us part Harry! You promised me you would never leave me, you promised you to never hurt me. You told me all we ever needed in this world was each other. How can you promise to love me forever then fall for someone else? How can you promise to never leave me than file for a divorce? How can you promise to never hurt me then constantly hurt me over and over again? Please Harry we can make this work. You don't need her, please I'm right here. I love you so much. I promise I will be whatever you want me to be, whatever you want that will make you love me again because I just cannot let go of you Harry. Not after all these years. I can change. I can be better. I can be who you want me to be. We promised Harry. Please."

"We were young and naive then Priscilla. I don't want to break my promise, but this is the way things have to be. Falling out of love isn't abnormal"

"You don't fall out of love with the person you claim to love Harry!"

"I'm sorry."

She went silent, wiping her tears away. "I can't compete with her. You don't seem to realize just how much it hurts me whenever you run to her, but I can't compete with her Harry. It's clear she has something to offer that I don't or can't. If you want to break your promise go ahead, I can't stop you, but I'm not breaking mine. If you can easily fall out of love with me then it's clear you never loved me to begin with. You may not see it, but you are the one that is killing me Harry. I hate you and I hate that you love her."

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