"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always." Sara looked over at Ray, she just lost her sister and doesn't need a prep talk.
"I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare." Sara walked away to the corridor with tears in her eyes. Ray was going to follow but Leonard put a hand to his chest.
"Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep, and I cannot believe I am saying this but you are the fool Raymond." Leonard walked away and Ray looked at him in awe. He had no idea what just happened but he was going to go talk to Sara but when he got to her door Leonard was already there. So he just walked away.
"Hey Sara I am really sorry about your sister."
"Yeah me too, I didn't even get to say goodbye Leonard! Why am I crying? I have learned to shut out my feelings and l will do it again." Leonard put a hand on her arm.
"Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart."
"Who knew you are quite the poet Leonard." Sara gave him a half smile as he returned it.
"What can I say. I am amazing." He grinned.
"I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic."
"Sara, your not alone. You got me." She sniffed and hugged him.
"Sara, Don't be ashamed to weep it is alright to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us."
"I swear your secretly a poet." He smirked as she looked over and gave yet another half smile.
"So it's true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love." She looked really sad now. She felt like she was falling apart. She couldn't cry in front of Leonard not again.
"Sara, When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling. You may never heal from it but I assure you it will get better." He saw a few tears escaped her eyes.
"I cannot cry in front of you. I'm weak, Some people are just not meant to be in this world. It's just too much for them. The sadness will never ever leave. I should have just stayed dead." At that point Sara was practically sobbing all over Leonard's shirt. She knew he never liked emotions but I guess made a exception this once.
"Sometimes pain is so unmanageable that the idea of spending another day with it seems impossible. Other times pain acts as a compass to help you through the messier tunnels of growing up. But pain can only help you find happiness if you remember it." Sara fell asleep and he left the room without looking back.
"To fall in love is awfully simple, but to fall out of love is simply awful." He smiled at his words and went back to his room.
