A/N: Hey guys! Back on time this week. Hope you enjoy this little drabble!
She hates endings.
The last page of a book, the final goodbye, the closing of a door.
She hates endings. Endings are always sad.
She can't just let him go like that. She's trying. She knows she needs too. That it's unfair to hold on to him. They both need to move on.
But the thing is, she had gotten used to being someone he loved.
But she couldn't have that forever, not this time. She had to let him go. Had to let whatever was between them end.
So he could go after the girl that made him smile like that.
Like how he used to smile at her.
Like he still did when he thought she wasn't looking, like he was still hesitant, waiting.
He didn't deserve to wait. He deserved that other girl, with the red hair and blue eyes, the one he smiled at.
This stalemate has to end. They need to let go. Move on.
She hates endings.
Everything ends.
Watching him walk towards her pains her heart in all the ways she knew it would. Endings are always sad.
And this one has been a long time coming. It hurts more.
It hurts for days, the ache only dulling. Not going away.
She doesn't really know how long it's been and she's back in the park where she had watching him walk over to girl with the red hair and blue eyes.
She sits at a bench because she's remembering it now. The metaphorical goodbye. And it's hurting again.
She doesn't realize that someone else has sat down on the other end.
Everything ends, and it is always sad.
She turns to see a mop of messy black hair and bright green eyes peeking out from behind the strands. He offers her a smile.
But everything begins again too.
She finds herself smiling back.
And that is always happy.
A/N: So what did you think? I may be obsessed with Doctor Who quotes but honestly, I don't see that has a problem. They are some of the most thought provoking and touching lines and I just really wanted to write this one.
I have a very hard time letting things end. I hold on, I know that, even when I probably need to let go. So for me this line was really amazing, hopeful even.
Because in order for things to begin, something else needs to end. And whatever that new thing is, that new beginning, well, it could be better than anything you could imagine.
And with that, we must move forward. And if you've read my original How We Could Have Met series, then you know I don't think anything ever truly ends. It just changes into something different, something new.
Please Review! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this!
And as always, thanks for reading!
See ya! :)