His parting words to me were beautifully bittersweet but that was before everything happened. Before they became so devastating that they tore my heart and soul apart, not ever to be mended again. He told me "You know I'll always love you, right, Va...
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She never cried. She never uttered a word. Only her big eyes spoke. A tragic story. I wish I were as strong as her. But I couldn't stop from cracking. If this is it then I'm ready. I'm dark matter. The universe inside me is full of something, and science can't even shine a light on it. All I need is him. Austin.
That's all I ever needed. To feel your soul and you understand mine. Somewhere along the way I believed I needed more. We feel many things in our lifetime that are never meant to stay, but they make us better. Just by the feel. You were one of those things.
I woke from my dream, tears in my eyes. I loved remembering butterflies. I remember being 6 or 7 and crying over the fates of the butterflies in my yard after learning they only lived a few days. My mother had comforted me and told me not to be sad for the butterflies, that just because their lives were short didn't mean they were tragic. Watching them fly under the warm sun among the daisies in our garden. My mother told me, see, they have a beautiful life.
Austin he was just like those butterflies.
I sit in my room writing... White eyes Like the moon Scars made of tears Reflecting the broken stars Full of heartbreak From where they fell No broken bones Only souls He didn't understand what he did Why there was no color In those white eyes Starring into the distance The glazed look of soldier of the heart White eyes Without a chance I tear out the page from my notebook, setting it on my nightstand. But that isn't where the ink stops flowing. Soon I find myself staining another page full of pain... Ripped to the bones Veins tangled Rivers flowing Vermillion like the night Black seeds in hand Frozen water in the head Envy the raging fire Inside the glinting eyes Of those who behold no return
I sigh getting up. I put some shorts and running shoes on. I jog down the stairs and out the door. I put some music on my phone. And this time I pay attention to where I'm going. I run the total of three miles. I come home exhausted and a sweaty mess.
There's no sign of Cole.
I head up to my room. Life is so boring without Mia and the boys. Hard to believe I'm saying this huh?
I go to my room and grab some clean clothes. I notice that my poems are no longer on the bed and instead there is a drawing. It's a drawing of a girl Cole's signature work.
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