Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
[...]
Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing...
"Students, I now declare you graduates of the University of Laval!" I throw my cap in the air, yelling out in happiness. It's finally over.
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"Tris!" I turn around, and familiar lips meet mine. "I love you so much, but...I'm sorry. I have to go. I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of you." I pull back to ask why, but he's already let go of me and disappeared in the crowd of hugging and crying students.
The moment my family comes embracing me, I finally regain my senses and I run away, kicking my heels off in the rush to run faster. I see his car start and I'm panting and I have a cramp but I'm still running and -
He leaves. I stop in my tracks, staring at his car until it disappears, taking him away from me.
"Beatrice, what's going on?" My mother's voice startles me but I still look in the distance, my heart beating in my ears.
"He left." My voice comes out tiny and scorched, and it's in that moment that I fully realize that I didn't have any tights covering my legs. And so that makes me barefoot on the hard, dirty ground. But I could care less, really.
"Come here." She takes me in her arms and after a moment I break, the tears staining my cheeks with mascara. "He's going to come back. You'll see, someday, he'll realize his mistake and will come back to you."
"But what if he doesn't? I've never been worth someone like him and never will, so why would he want to come back?"
"I understand, Beatrice. Your father and I have the same story, but in the contrary of your situation, I was the one who left him. And trust me when I say that he'll come back. You and him were perfect, so he better have a good excuse to have left you, or he'll feel the same pain that he caused you."
I laugh a little through my tears, but they're still flowing out, like I haven't cried in years and all the water that's been accumulated in my body is getting out.
"When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes, it is the only thing that makes us feel alive," she sings softly, kissing my forehead. "We keep this love in a photograph, we made these memories for ourselves, where our eyes are never closing, hearts are never broken and time's forever frozen still..."
