His Fault

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It was his fault. Everything was always his fault.

I look down at the sea below me from where I was standing on the old abandoned highway. This was my favorite place. It always reflected my feelings. I loved it, I loved it a lot. Of course, there was one thing wrong with it. He was the one who showed it to me.

I thought back to him. His bright blue eyes and his matted blonde hair. How he always wore that stupid goofy grin on his face. Tears pricked my eyes when I felt the memories come running back to me. 

It was his fault. I trusted him. I believed in that promise we made. I believed him. But, he just left me. He abandoned me, just like this very own highway. Just like everyone else did. It was his fault. It was always his fault.

I laughed bitterly to myself.

Who was I kidding? It was my fault, not his. It was my fault that I trusted him. It was my fault for believing him. It was my fault that he left me. It was my fault that I fell in love with him.

It was my fault that he was gone.

I knew he would be happy where he was now. Happier than he could ever be with me, his sorry-excuse for a best friend. But, even though it was selfish of me, I just needed to see him one last time. Just to tell him that I was sorry.

I looked down at the water, all doubts cleared. I was going to do it. I was going to go join him.

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Hey guys!

So this is tales of sorrow and I hope you'll like it. I probably will be updating whenever I feel like it. Whenever I have free time pretty much.

Thank you!

~LRP

  

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