Kyle Jenkins
September 9th, 2007.
We all hold onto something. A physical or spiritual purpose that ties our soul to this planet. A purpose so great that we are willing to face the hell that is humanity.
But she had no purpose. Her father didn't want her. Her mother couldn't stand her. And her sister ... Well, She didn't need her. So what was Jonah Daniels doing here? She had no purpose. She had no reason to live. So why choose a fate that was meaningless?
But without that purpose, life is like an eternity in purgatory. Waiting, always waiting. But what are we waiting for?
At the young age of fourteen, she understood things that even her seniors thought not of. Jonah was wise, intelligent. But with this knowledge came an unbearable depression that stayed with her over the years.
I am not sorry. I should be, but I am not. I found my purpose. I see my future. But I do not see you in my dreams. Call the police. I do not care. You will never find me. I will disappear. I will relinquish every thought of you.
So what is it? What is this purpose that made you give up your life? Your fiance? Your career? Why did you leave without so much as a proper explanation? Was everything between us all a lie? Did you come into my life knowing you would leave soon after? Was it your goal to make me fall in love with the woman you portrayed yourself as to the world? Only to destory my very being when I fell to deep in to climb back up?
Just know that our love was—is and forever will be—real. I love Kyle and I always will.
Then prove it.
But this is an oppurtunity that I cannot pass up.
Was this oppurtunity greater than a future with me?
I've thought about this for a long time. And I've considered everything, I promise you that.
Are you sure you considered my feelings?
Before this, I was in a slump. I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know who I was, who I was supposed to be. Now I can see clear. I know where I am going. I am grateful for everything you've done for me.
Are you sure about that?
I truly wished that destiny would let me have you, but alas, we aren't meant to be. I love you so much Kyle. I always have and I always will.
Then why did you leave?!
September 9th, 2013.
"Kyle, baby, wake up," she said. I grumbled an incoherent response before turning over.
"Oh, come on, I made breakfast," she nuzzled my neck.
I sighed and sat up, meeting the face of my girlfriend, Danie Pearson.
"Finally," she smiled and pecked me on the lips. "Ew, go brush your teeth." She ordered and left the room to go downstairs.
I smiled and walked to our bathroom. I did the usual morning routine; ten minute shower, brush teeth, shave, put uniform on, breakfast.
"Your partner called," she told me as soon as I sat down in the kitchen.
"Oh really?" I asked. "What did he want?"
"Something about the 'Jane Doe Case'," she replied.
My ears perked up in interest. The Jane Doe Case was what we've been working on for a while now and so far we've had no leads as to who she is and why she was a victim of a ruthless murder.
"Anyways, I'm going out with the girls today..." I blocked Danie's voice out of my head, too concentrated in my thoughts.
Today was the day she left. The day Jonah left my life at exactly seven years from now. Seven years is a long time. So why can't I stop thinking about her? I've moved on from the past, so why do I keep seeing her in the present?
Maybe you're still in love with her....
Because...
She was—is—your everything....
Because....
Life isn't the same without her....
Because....
Breathing isn't living Kyle.
-xoxo Jonah
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