Their Little World Together

Let Her Go

Author: ➳ᴅᴇʟᴘʜɪɴɪᴜᴍ

Bite's POV

Well you only need the light when it's burning low,

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow,

Only know you love her when you let her go.

Let Her Go was playing on the radio. Again. It couldn't stop reminding me of all the happy memories Frost and I had, and I could never erase the look on her face when I left her from my mind. It was like a coffee stain on a white cloth, never to be forgotten.

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low,

Only hate the road when you're missing home,

Only know you love her when you let her go.

And you let her go.

I missed Frost. I was too selfish for my own good. I didn't want to face the wrath of my mother, and so I gave up the relationship between Frost and me.

Staring at the ceiling in the dark,

Same old empty feeling in your heart,

Cause love comes slow,

And it goes so fast.

It seemed like it was only yesterday when Frost and I kissed in the parade square, with no one else in the world but us. It only seemed like a second later when I witnessed the scene I could never forget: the hurt and confusion in Frost's eyes. Our love was so short-lived. But Frost still loved me despite all the harm I had caused her and all the grief and sadness I made her go through. Or maybe that was just a wishful thought.

Well you see her when you fall asleep,

Never to touch and never to keep.

Cause you loved her too much,

And you dived too deep.

I still missed Frost with all my heart. I dreamt of her every day, each dream replaying the scene where I had to leave Frost in my head. I seemed to be detached from my body as I watched the scene unfold from the side.

I- my dream self, in fact, stood up at the table, muttering hurried apologies as I left the restaurant, guilt and reluctance written all over my face, while hurt and confusion was etched all across Frost's.

I knew that Frost had probably found a better person to love, somebody that would love her more than I ever did. Somebody that wouldn't dump her like the selfish jerk I was. Somebody that would make her happy.

Only know you love her when you let her go.

And you let her go.

The music started to fade away as I whispered, "Wherever you are, Frost, I hope you're happy."