For those of you who read my last post you'd know how down I've been feeling lately. And Sunday's just always seem to make me feel worse. I don't know what it is - It probably has something to do with going back to work for another week. BUT this isn't another post about feeling down, I want to write for you guys. I enjoy telling stories and they lift my mood so I'm hoping you'll all enjoy reading.
I'm thinking of doing a short story a week let me know what you think in the comments.
Walking. Walking has always been my thing. I walk to clear my head, I walk to cleanse myself, it makes me feel alive. One day I walked too far, I knew I should've turned back but something kept pulling me forward. I walked so far that I could no longer feel my feet, the air was cold and all I could hear was the wind rustling the trees around me. I wasn't scared but I knew I wasn't alone. I could feel them watching me through the trees, listening to my every step. I kept walking until I could walk no further, I'd reached where I was going.
The graveyard was quiet, foggy. I didn't want to come here again but I followed my feet. I was only here last week but it feels like a lifetime ago. I don't like visiting but it seems like I have to now. I have a reason to come here that I never had before. I feel them come up behind me, they don't say anything but I know they're there. We never got a chance to say goodbye but I guess this is it, our final goodbye.
I can't seem to get any words out but I know they know what I'm thinking. I look down at their grave and fall to my knees, the pain is too overwhelming. We didn't have enough time, why couldn't we just have five more minutes? You never know when people will come and go. I took them for granted and for that I'm sorry but I can't change it now, it's too late.
I turn around and although I can't see them I know they're there.
'I'm sorry. I love you, goodbye.' The only words I could manage to get out but it was enough. It was enough for me to continue, it was enough for them to leave, it was enough.
Don't take the one's you love for granted, don't think that they'll always been around because one day they won't be.
Thanks for reading.
Until next time,
Meliss