To have her go was one of the hardest things I have done in life. Her father broke the news to us they would be going one day earlier than scheduled. She did not take the news lightly.
I decided to take her out for a movie to ease out her pain. She agreed and we went for an evening show that day. We sat in the third from last row and the hall was near about empty with only twenty to thirty people.
There was no one in the last two rows, and in the one where we were sitting. She reached out her hand and I held it firmly and told her that I would always be there for her no matter how far we live. She slowly moved in her seat and before I could react, I felt her lips pressed against mine.
Later on that day, when I was alone with her, I confessed that she was the most important thing to me. She looked up into my eyes and I saw something that left me in a state of utter turmoil and distress. For the first time ever I did not see those eyes for which I had fallen. I saw eyes, shaken to the core, terrified, destroyed by fear. She sat there. Resting her head on my shoulder. Crying.
She asked me to promise her one thing. She asked me to promise to move on. To get someone who will love me more or like her. I did not wish to make a promise that I knew that I wouldn't be able to keep. She insisted and I had no choice but to agree.
I knew this was the biggest mistake of my life. The curse that I had to carry with me forever.
She meant so much more to me than words can describe. I intended to let her know this. In order to do so, I found the answer...
