Life -noun-
↪the condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter, including the capacity for growth, reproduction, functional activity and continual change preceding death.
But in other words, it can be a journey crafted for us...
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💫First Pleasure💫
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Well, it was going to happen one way or another. The good things in life won't stay forever, not physically but in our hearts, they will always be there.
Today, the 13th of October 2013 a part of me had gone away.
My soulmate, the person I had spent the pleasures of life for 5 or more years.
In fact, I left her.
Why you might ask?
Destiny, no it was more than that more like the unknown. I had to begin a new journey that crossed roads with my friend. To broaden my horizons, to expand my knowledge of living beings, or perhaps a better understanding of my own philosophy. It had a great cost though.
I guess you never think that your path is a straight line. Eventually, you will have to make a detour and change fate.
My memories weren't the best. I had scars and since I was overly sensitive, I kept a distance from the world. Expect one good memory had always comforted me that made me laugh, that had wept my tears and stayed true to the very end despite my delicate personality. Even though we were the only good things to each other's memories, guess the environment when we lived, made it worse. 'Friends' that backstabbed you and girls that gossiped to death until they have driven you to suicide.
We all couldn't take it.
It was also my choice to go to a better lifestyle, so we all did. It broke our hearts and deepened our bonds. But this one goodbye made me truly sorrow.
"At last we met again." The silhouette of my friend appeared. She was wearing a pure white dress. Delicate around the top with long flowing sleeves. The bottom was puffy with pearls attached, that twirled with the wind. She looked amazing and beautiful as an orchid that just bloomed.
"Yes," I answered. But to only be separated soon.
"Why did it have to come to this?" she asked.
"....." I was silent. I couldn't tell her.
I was always a secretive person that kept her stuff hidden even from myself. It's like I am a different person, I don't know my own self.
If I told her or anyone this flaw of mine, they will never accept me. She is someone important, but if she didn't understand me, how would anyone?
Anyway, I looked away, I couldn't confront her in the eyes. She would instantly know that something was wrong. "Why are we making it so difficult, yet so dramatic and funny at the same time, just a gesture of goodbye?" She said as she eyed me with a sheepish smile on her face.
As sakura shed her leaves on top of my head I felt something...
Warm, cuddly, and soft.
She had hugged me it was I guess her own way of saying goodbye, so I returned the hug. I wanted that moment to last forever so each second, I pulled her even tighter to myself. The sun had set, and its rays hit our eyes. So, after a while, we stopped and held hands. I gently let her go and we parted away.
As I moved on to my path, I could see her she was going somewhere entirely new.
Her blonde hair became ribbons of light, her dress opened and became a pair of beautiful white feather wings. Clouds lined up to her as stairs and she climbed them up one by one. By that time a short string of twilight covered her up. She flew like a bird of peace into the sky. In the dark night sky, she was a majestic ray of hope. I wanted to cry because she left. And also, to apologize for not being truthful to her and to myself. Nevertheless, it was too late. A tear came down my eye and another and also more after those.
"I love you, so much!!!" I screamed as I said that then I sat down.
After a brief moment, something touched my head like a kiss. As I looked up I saw a feather that gently landed on my hand. Delicate and had a pearl at the bottom.
A memento from my friend.
I wept my tears down and continued my journey head up. Parting is such sweet sorrow. I know that this is her way of still keeping in touch. I can feel her positive aura through me.
OK, let's do this!
Then again this wasn't to discourage me, I've got a new path to follow that will shape me and perhaps get rid of my insecurities and complicated personality. Anyway, something new awaits me beyond that light. I've got a long way to go. But life is long and has pleasures, so many pleasures.
