Why did everyone have to be so honest? Couldn't you lie, sometimes? Just to spare other peoples feelings. Was that really too much to ask for? Because I couldn't take it anymore, I was sick of it. I was sick of always being told the truth. The truth hurt so badly, and there was nothing to do about it. Nothing. Because the truth often happened in the past and the past can't be change, no matter how much you try. I was the exception; I lied and now I regret it.
I regret the decision I made three years ago, every single day. I regret leaving my Bella so, so much, but I can't take it back. I can't break my promise to her, even though it's what I really want. I promised her that I she would never see me again, that it would be a clean break, and that she could move on. And she probably has; who wouldn't want the beautiful, sweet, caring, person that once was my Bella.
Was; that's the keyword, she was mine, but she isn't anymore, and I have no right to disturb her life. No right. That was what I kept saying to myself, my brain could understand it, but my heart couldn't. It kept aching to be whole again, but in order to do that, it needed Bella. I needed Bella. But I couldn't have her, and I knew it. It tore my heart apart. If I just knew that she is okay, maybe I could live my life (or entirety) acting like I was okay, even though I would never be without her. Just one look. One checkup. Wouldn't that be okay? She didn't have to actually know I was there; I just had to know that she was all right.
So, I took my decision; I was going to see my Bella. And I was going to see her tonight.
Hi, everyone!
This was just a short story I wrote last night. Hope you like it! Please, make my day and review!!
xXParaXx aka Sophie