The Healer

Kaiser

She walked away as if the kiss didn't happen. But I knew it meant something to her like it meant to me. Melody was fragile but strong at the same time. We didn't talk about the bruise under her eye because she left before I had a chance to but I felt that I gave her something that words couldn't give. Comfort. I just wanted her to know I was there for her for whatever she needed. That spending time with her was the most alive I've felt in weeks. I got home feeling more awake then I've felt in years. Instead of trying to go to sleep I decided to write my speech while my ideas were still fresh. Only one word came to my mind when I first met Melody. Strength. Something about me knew she had a strength I did not obtain. A strength to be independent, a strength to speak her mind, a strength to not want to please anyone but herself. As I got to know her I realized my perception was not far off of what I had initially suspected. For someone who works doing what they love at only 18 years old and being academically successful was not what impressed me most. It was her strength to be nothing but herself no matter what anyone thinks that impressed me. It was her full understanding of what she loves and who she is. Her goals in life are not built on what other people in her life had already accomplished. It was making a name for herself with no ones help. It showed me that I don't want to follow someone else's footsteps, but that I wanted to have my own. Melody Marigold can only be described in one word, Brave.