Forgetting Cynthia

Unforgotten

"Even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills your mind..You finally find, you and I collide." -Collide, Howie day

I go up to the cliff, and the edge is desolate. The nostalgia comes flooding back as I remember the temperamental boy with tan skin, brown hair, and ice blue eyes. Will he still love me? Does he remember me? I wonder if he looks any different. Erik Tyler. My savior.

I have a gut feeling that he is the reason I feel so free. Unbound to the chains that once tied me down. I wore a light pair of skinny jeans, and the sleeveless black tee from the day we first met here. My feet were bare and my long black hair was in messy bun. I sat there looking at the beautiful horizon, taking in the amazing world that I have been ignoring since that night.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Shouted a tantalizingly husky voice.

I whipped my head around behind me and there he was walking towards me. His hair was still the same, he wore no shirt showing off his toned body that had gotten even better with age, he wore khaki shorts and a pair of black flip flops.

I stood up and crossed my arms. "Now where do you get off saying my lines?" I teased scowling before I broke out into a sprint with a grin on my face. The sun was on my back and it felt as if everything had finally come together. Before I could register anything, I was in his arms.

"I couldn't forget you." He whispered hauntingly.

"There's no way that I would ever let you." I said as I let him hold me, and I knew that was where I belonged.

For once in my life I was complete, torn apart and bolted back together. I belonged in his arms, and that was where I would stay for the rest of the beginning of my life. Forever feeling unforgettable.