Saying goodbye was simple.
At least...
That's what I told myself...
Every time I remembered, I would see their hurt faces; distraught, sad, conflicted...
And I knew, that I had caused them to be that way. Because of the words I spoke and the memories they have tried so hard to forget. But I made them resurface, and made them feel terrible and so low. All because I was in some sort of stupid world, where I said and did things I didn't want to do, while my soul was dying a little with each action I made. I should never be forgiven...
Never...
But I know them better than anyone in the entire world. And I know they will open their arms with warm embraces and forgiveness.
But I don't need their forgiveness, I need my own...
And I can't bring myself to do that...
Ever...
That may sound selfish, but I can never see them again. I don't think I could handle it. Having their tears in my mind while they are laughing or smiling at that moment. It'll be hell...
The kind of hell Father wishes for me. The hell that hurts much more than any torture can bring. The hell that'll destroy your soul with every breath you take. The hell of your own mistakes...
No, I can never face them again. Not now, not later, not ever.
I will miss them dearly, but it's for the best.
Isn't it, Mother?
-Rachel Roth
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Just a little opening I made. Hoped you liked it. And remember, read the first two so you can understand certain things that I will bring up in the future. Thanks!! Till, next time, bros!!!!
-CristinaLara99
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