I kneel on the ground, trees surrounding me, the sight of dark clouds rolling in signaling that rain is coming. But getting wet was the least of my troubles. Tears dampen my face as I try to disregard everything. All the good and bad memories of him. Every tiny detail about him. His sweet laugh, his cheeky smile, his captivating eyes, all of it.
As I stand up, I rip a piece of my clothing, take a pocket knife out which was given to me as a gift from him and cut my hand. I clutch the piece of fabric and allow it to get soiled by the red, crimson blood. I tear some more only to get the silky fabric dirty with soil. I scatter the pieces of cloth to seem like I was murdered by a creature. With my still bleeding hand, I let the blood to splatter onto the dirt. I tear a strip extra and wrap it tightly around my hand. I put the pocket knife away and take off my shoes. I heave them in opposing directions and stride a few steps forwards from the make-up death scene. I cover myself in dirt and begin to run. Run farther into the forest from it. Away from him. Away from my home, my kingdom, everything. I don't look back as I understand that nothing is waiting for me there. Only pain, suffering, sorrow, broken pieces.
A little further into the forest, I pulled off the main layer of the dress and tore it up, spreading it around leaving me in an off-white knee-high dress. I pull out the ribbon in my hair which results in my hair falling. Clenching it tightly, it brought back memories I wished to disregard, I grit my teeth and allow it to fall to the dirt. I glance at the ribbon with sorrowful eyes.
"This is my goodbye to you. Hope I never see you again." I run off leaving the aqua blue ribbon with gold flowers on the ground, my past is now behind me.