Seasoned Soul ( Final Chapter)

Sitting silently for a while trying to find the right words to say about how I feel towards him. As I look meaninglessly into his dazzling eyes, I couldn't bare to think of how glorious it would be to just go back into the memories of the pictures of what used to be. When our only troubles were when we needed help tying our laces or scraping our knees on the harsh concrete. Oh, such little troubles we had. I would trade the missed phone calls, your rude remarks in the past, terrible, frightening break ups and broken hearts for the childish and pointless troubles any day. Looking back down, I dry my tears with nearest handkerchief I could spot. I keep the handkerchief balled up in my hand and sat up straight after finally cleaning up myself from close to hysteria, and releasing the words I have wanted to set free for some time now. "Chad, you know how much and how deeply I love you. I don't think I could ever stop loving or even caring for you. But...the day of the wedding, when I never showed my face at the altar by your side, I nearly killed myself thinking of how evil I must have been leaving you at the church with no sign of where I was or even why. We have known each other since we were in diapers, I fell in love with you since the first time you were able to say my name. I felt like a princess when I was 8 years of age and you brought me this fragile and small little daisy, barely a stem left to hold it, to my door in the spring time. And you told me that you swore it was the 1st flower of the new spring. I honestly can't take back anything I said or did to your heart, and I wish I could." It took a while for you to courage up a look in your subtle face. Finally, your eyes meet mine and I already had a feeling of what you were going to say. The words reach your tongue, "It took me 3 years to let you in my house and apologize and set your story on my mind. Now it's time for me to put my story in your head. Heather, you knew how much I loved you my whole life, you had the audacity to actually leave me all alone. If you weren't ready, you could have just told me...this is very hard to do...but, I have built up the courage to say these words: I do forgive you. And I know that is what you have been looking for for years now." Tears rolled on my rose powdered cheeks and landed right in my open hands that were wiring patiently for him to take then in his. But he never did. As they say, he was killing me softly with his words.
~THE END~