"Winry! Can you please help me pick this up?"Granny yelled
"Sure thing!" I yelled back
Running down the stairs, I picked up a heavy part of an automail leg. It was even difficult to carry WITH Granny's help. By the time we carried it to the table, we were packing with sweat.
"Damn." I breathed, "That WAS heavy."
"Well, thanks for your help." Granny smiled
Looking out the window, we both sighed. It was blowing up a storm. Rain was pouring down, as lighting and thunder covered the skies.
"So much as getting dinner.." I mumbled
Walking into my room, I picked out my night clothes, and waddled into the bathroom. Stepping into the shower, I felt the warm water brush my back. Leaning against the bathroom wall, I slowly crept down and hid my face in-between my knees.
No matter what I do, no matter what I TRY to do, he won't leave my mind. This man I've fallen for has left my life. Has walked out, never knowing when he will walk back in. How can I live on with this emptiness eating away at my heart? Edward's laugh echo's in my head. His bright smile lives on in my eyes. His golden eyes stare back at me, as if he is really there. Am I just tricking myself with this false hope? Why can't I accept the fact that he is gone? Why can't I just…move on?
It's quite hilarious because I already know the answer to that question. It's because I can't grasp reality that Edward might be dead. Because knowing that boy, he just dances straight into trouble. He promised he would call me, or at least let me know how he was…
Or maybe he forgot about me. I mean, it's not that hard to forget someone right? Wait, I know the answer to that one too. Knowing me, I'm just going to sit and cry for who knows how long, until I just breathe in the damn facts. But, I know that I can't accept reality.
So I will live off of this false hope. This hope that keeps me moving. That keeps me smiling, and fixing automail. This hope that lets me know that Edward is out there. Somewhere.
I just won't stop hoping.
Not just yet.
