Oceans {Joji Miller}

Epilogue

George wept as he held her lifeless body in his hands. A larger crowd gathered around him, but nothing seemed to matter to him anymore. She was gone, and it was all his fault. He had imagined a future with this girl, but now the only future he would have was in his dreams. She was so beautiful and fascinating to him, and if he hadn't fallen for Sophia's foolish ways, none of this would have happened.

George, if I could say one thing to you right now, it would be that I regret my decision so, so much. If I had thought things over, this would have ended differently. You were, in fact, my last hope on this planet, and the thought of never being able to feel your soft lips against mine was too overwhelming. I was hoping, the whole time, that I would wake up from this nightmare and be in your arms, safe and sound. But that's just how life is, and I guess I was too weak for it. You were so unique and amazing to me, I actually thought we had some things in common. But I was terribly wrong. There was so much more to you than what I had known, and someday, someone else will have the opportunity of discovering almost everything about you. George Miller, I just want you to know; You were and still are my everything. I love you, I love you, I love you.

It was the day of the funeral, and as his last glimmer of light made her way down the isle in a casket, tears streamed down his face. It was almost as if the world around him was grey, colorless. She meant the world to him. In fact, she was his world. He let out agonizing sobs as she was lowered into the earth. He felt as if his heart had been ripped out and placed right next to her in that damned box. He fell onto his knees, burying his face in his hands and weeping some more. A stranger patted him on his shoulder, but that no longer meant anything. Nothing had meaning anymore. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.

Even if we don't meet once more in a different life, I would still swim oceans just to see you again.