Margot

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"Oh come on! He's a perfectly fine guy! Why can't you just stop being so picky for once!" She said nearly crying.
I just stood there, waiting for her next words. I already knew what she would say, I needed to take a chance. Love was worth the risk. Not every hello meant a goodbye. I rolled my eyes just at the thought of her next words. The same sappy words everyone who was ever careful with their heart had been told.
"Look," she started, "all you've done for the past six months is sit around and pretend your happy. You say you don't need anyone to be happy and you don't, but you won't let anyone in because of that. That's not right. You are trying to find flaws in everyone so you have an excuse to leave. To leave..." She was deep in thought. Finally she knew what to say. "you keep trying to find flaws so you can leave before your left. Don't you? Well you know what? I've sat here too long watching you turn down perfectly fine guys! It's almost as if your waiting for him to come back. You want him to come back, don't you?"
I was unprepared for her words. They shocked me before I could hide my facial expression. After all, she was right. She knew she was right. Of course I didn't want to love because I didn't want to lose. I was tired. Tired of putting all my energy into someone and then starting all over again because the one I truly wanted stopped feeling the same way. I sighed.
"Well guess what? He- he's not coming back!" She choked, knowing she was bringing me to tears, still she continued. "So why don't you jus- just find someone else to strengthen because he won't be the one!" She finally got out.
I sighed and blinked out tears in defeat. As the tears fell down my cheek I smiled just a little. She remembered my main purpose in someone's life is to strengthen them. It was ironic how weak I was being at the moment. It didn't matter though, she was right. I needed to move on. He wasn't coming back, and with every tear, I felt just a little lighter.
She held me as I cried. She had to go sometime though, so she moved and began to speak but i hushed her. She let go of the shards of me so I could let go of the shards of him.

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