I was careless back then, I didn't care much about anyone back then, but you. You, you were everything to me. And then I lost you. You betrayed me, and I let you. I gave up on you, after everything, "You really never wanted to hurt me, did you."
You say yes, even though it's a little one. Tears slip out of my eyes too easily. I force a watery smile and give a shaky laugh. "You know, I really do love you."
I hear your response and almost pass out. The silent 'I love you too' floats through the air. My head starts to hurt and I realize that you did all along. You love me, and I love you, but you just have to protect me. "So, if this has what it's come to, why are you keeping me here?"
I get no response and for once, my headache leaves. A smile forms on my pale, chapped lips. I know it's you who is relieving me. While I wait for you to do something, I clasp the necklace that is dangling at my throat. Almost instinctively, I start to speak, "Well, Pops, I finally got him to admit it. But of course, you knew it all along, didn't you? You knew that he liked me, you even pointed it out when you first met him. I should have listened to you back then."
A slight breeze swoops by my cheek and carelessly flies by me. I recognize it's you once more and I peel open my eyes. There's nothing there. It's just me and the box. "I hope you realize how careless you've been." I say.
"Oh, don't worry. I've realized it."
I whip my head around, and there you are. Standing in your denim jeans and blue checkered shirt. Almost simultaneously, I throw my arms around you, and you return the thought. After a brief moment of what I wish could last forever, you pull away and leave me with the tears crawling down my face. "What now?" I question.
You smile, something that could cure depression, and don't say a word, at least, not yet. You pull me close one last time and whisper, "You'll be free now. Free of worry. Free of sadness. Free from reality. I can do that for you."
I snort, "What are you? Some sort of angel?"
You smile, "Oh, in a way. I protect people, and I guess I just stuck with you."
I become grim, "Let me guess, they are taking you away now, aren't they?"
You become sad, I've learned to sense that. "Yes, that's why I brought you here. To the place you see whatever you want."
Tears start to form at the corner of my eyes once again, "When do you have to go?"
You grip tight, "About now. Good bye hun."
You vanish, leaving nothing. I'm left with the thought of loneliness, and I feel an empty hole inside of me. "I love you." I whisper.
Your response comes easily, and a smile lands on my face. I only have to close my eyes and I know I have to go. Silently, I close my eyes as the last tear drips down my cheek. I'll be fine, I know that now. There's no sign of you, the only trace you have left behind is the one you placed on my heart. And to me, that's all that matters.
