And he never knew what she meant. She worked to keep their relationship alive but he sat with his friends forgetting the love and care she lived to provide
. For months this relationship took on. But even though she was disregarded from him,
she held her heart close to him
. She adored him while he was just standing a step away standing that charming position she acclaimed. But the gap was so immense between them she could feel the moments of her presence around him seemed to be tainted. The life of happiness and love seemed to have fainted
.She was feeling pain and loneliness relentlessly. She stayed at home every Friday night, wishing her life could change, wishing he could see her true fight. She laid awake crying and holding her arm, for she cut her wrist but not for the first time, because of the damage of emotional pain and the rejection it kept her from being willing and sane. She knew after this, nothing would be the same.
Love kept her from seeing every thing imperative. And unexpectedly, the next day the boy got a call. He listened with devastation, and he listened to it all.
The message it played with shattering news. He was the perpetrator, but one she didn’t accuse. He replayed the message for a last time. Hearing that he missed it all and there was no more time. Hearing she was just lost in sorrow, she was just one in the crime.
She died from losing her purpose in life. From being blinded from the rest and all of the light. So keep close to purity, because love can blind you from reality.
