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Three years and nothing has changed. I chose what my heart told me.

My arms propped against the balcony, a cup of coffee in my hands whilst I stare off into the distance watching the sun arise yet again. Alone. The aroma reminded me of you. I called off the wedding...because it's what felt right. Oh, but I'm still madly in love with you...and my heartbreaker-self has vanished with the wind. My emotions have exhausted me to the brink. I've lost myself in my infatuation but I know who you are...I'm risking my heart.

But I'll be damned if I didn't admit I longed for you more than the sun longs for the sky. You made me light up in a myriad of colors and so easily took it away. I've never been dependent until today.

"And I will wait for you," he said, another lie, "trust me, Marron."

I told him he'd get over me, he said it wouldn't work like that. Why must he spoil me with pretty little lies? His words made me feel as though death itself wrapped it's confining arms around my neck. I am stronger than this, I can't go into a relationship I know won't last...well, will it?

I wish I could prove I loved him but that doesn't mean I was going to walk on water for him. I'm damaged... in every sense of the word. I blew it, didn't I? Maybe if I had stayed...if I had talked to him, maybe I wouldn't be stuck here, hurting. Your scent lingers in my memory and while I try to remove you from my thoughts...I can't. I've dated many mistakes, and yet it's you who my heart calls for.

You, marvelous in every sense of the word. You, I want you. You...I miss you. And the skies, oh, how darkened had it become. Rain beginning to pour down, as if the clouds cried over my pettiness.

I'm out the door and I am numb, dull, and all the words in between. I was living in the midsts of desaturated color, and every day my world was reaching the point of black and white. Ever since the night I left you, my life was littered with failures and gloom. If I could go back four years, I promise you I'd change every action. Four years and my heart is still yours. While I want it back, more than anything, your memory enchants it to stay just a little longer.

No matter how hard I tried, I loved you so. We could have fought, we could have waited, we could have gone our separate ways but when you told me you found someone who wouldn't risk your heart the way I did, my conscious at last got a reality check.

He ran away, just as I did four years back. Rode away and took the color straight out of my life. How could he be so certain...that we both had no chance at all? He's changed, I've changed...we are different people, with different lives. People change, and so would he still love me like he did? If it were real wouldn't he come back to me?

I open my black umbrella, avoiding eye contact with every stranger before me. Maybe then... no one would need to see, the violets blossoming beneath my eyes. The ever-consuming thought was him, nothing but him. All fantasies of what we could have been if I hadn't run.

My friends, they all tell me I'm ridiculous. "Marron...he's fine and look at you, bent out of shape over a guy that wouldn't give you the time of day."

My feet, picking up speed with every step I took, angrily stomping in the puddles of rain. Tears yet again flowing down my reddened cheeks, stares from onlooking strangers.

"Je m'excuse," I say aloud, my face flushed as I sped away and yet still, a voice rang in my ears.

"Marron?"

What kind of sick joke was this?

"Trunks..."

There he was, standing in the rain before me. Royal blue crystals, needy as he held my arms. He was there, before me...breathing and alive. In his presence, I saw the color that had been gone for so long. The sky was so much clearer.

And I...

"I missed you."

I was at peace once more.

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