*unedited*
The chilled air brought solemnity to the town and the 2 increasingly long months I endured were beginning again. I shivered at the sick, wretched air that was once so crisp and clear. No one could redo their actions and we all knew that, yet the heavy tension that covered the town in a blanket of sorrow considered otherwise. As my boots clicked against the grey sidewalk and my slow breathing left clouds in the air I tried my hardest not to break out in tears. It was my fault. If only I didn't...No I tried. I try to convince myself to feel better as each step progressed and I headed closer and closer to my destination.
*
Kaden? His blonde hair and ever lasting smile were just faint memories from before...the incident. He locked himself in the apartment ever since, and all we can do is pray for the best. No one had seen him since that day. In or out of his abode. I prayed for his safety. As her most prized friend I worried at what would happen to him and I guess I didn't worry enough. Clenching the once used black iPod in my free hand I walked at a faster pace. His face flashed in my mind but my thoughts were directed towards someone completely different.
*
The redhead Jenny was living her life out with David. Two people I swore would be together, I guess one thing turned around in their favour. Though I knew under the hidden smiles and forced laughs were thoughts not so pretty. They were the ones to find her, they thought she was only sleeping but the streams and ribbons of red were clearly obvious. They gave me their rings that tied the two of them together. The one that was going to be a surprise to her. I gratefully took them and tied a red ribbon around both of them before shoving it into my pocket.
*
If only I didn't leave her alone in this world. Then maybe I wouldn't have to feel this and we could be back to the old times. If only we hadn't...I hadn't abandoned her so carelessly in this harsh world. Then she wouldn't have to greet the arms of death like the arms of a old friend.
I know we all cared just not enough, and we knew that the burden would shroud our minds forever.
But everyone knows that the tragedy comes sooner in life, and of course at the ends of our lives like Shakespeare's plays. If it ends with a wedding, it's a comedy. And if it ends with a funeral, it's a tragedy. So we're all living tragedies, because we all end the same way, and it isn't with a wedding. My thoughts whirled as I got into a unneeded mind of anger.
It wasn't their faults...but maybe it was mine. I considered it and I was stuck between conclusions.
After that day we broke apart. Well, why wouldn't we have if the one thing holding us all together disappeared.
*
Arriving at my destination, I tucked the possessions into my pocket while slowly creaking the large, metal doors open. It was right in front of me and I walked straight, the tears threatening to come. As I made it to the edge of the the lot of ground. I fell to my knees and wept, shedding the tears I refused to shed. Sniffling, I take out everyone's things and gently place them beside the freshly gardened bouquet that I placed there only moments before. I then thought to myself, how horrible is it to love someone who has been touched by death. My tears continued to flow as I faintly remember our last moments. Because here, buried under mounds of rock stale dirt...was her.
My beloved,
My hope,
My heart...
My Grace.
*Finished*
