|A Secret End
Author: Lurexia528 PM
It's Christmas Eve. I'm standing here, alone, cold, and desperate. Oh, how I long for him again. How I want to just hold him in my arms one last time. How I want to see his sweet, beautiful face one last time. ...I just can't believe it. I can't.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Mystery - Words: 452 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-08-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3081080
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A Secret End
I never thought that I would end up like this. I never thought that I would even be in a situation like this. To think, I was all alone on Christmas Eve, trying to hold on to something that had already left me. He was already gone, but I, being the stubborn fool I was, was still waiting for me to wake up from this seemingly unreal dream. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like that wish was coming true anytime soon. He really left me, and I couldn't be more dejected.
I remember that fateful day; that awful, horrendous day. I thought it was just a regular day, just two people who loved each other more than words can describe spending some time together. However, something seemed off; he seemed somehow stilted. Once he reached me, it seemed that my assumption was correct; after a few moments, he was just gone. I couldn't believe it; we had been together for so long, just for this to happen?
Before I knew it, I ran home, locked myself up in my room, and bewailed the loss of him. I cried, and cried, and cried, until my heart was just too tired to go on. But although I tried to get over it, I just couldn't; it was like this experience gave me just too much trauma. The idea of all those good times with him, and even the bad, just disappearing into thin air was too much to bear. My life was just so destitute without him; I couldn't forget about him, even if I wanted to.
That leads up to why I was even here. I was being so disgustingly desperate; I even visited our place again at the exact time we always would. At eleven o'clock every Christmas Eve, we would come to this very park, to this very bench, to be together under this very Christmas tree. Then, when the clock hit twelve, we would share a kiss, then exchange our gifts. It was our tradition; a tradition I was foolish enough to follow, even if he wasn't-
Wait. Is there something, or someone, in the bushes?
I never thought that I would end up like this. I never thought that I would even be in a situation like this. To think, I was in his arms again after all this time, just simply enjoying his company. He came back to me, but I, being the stubborn fool I was, was still waiting for me to wake up from this seemingly unreal dream. Thankfully, I couldn't possibly wake up. I was really back with him, and I couldn't be happier.