Time For Strength - Jerry

I wandered the streets crying, until I found my new favourite place. It was the large hill I found myself at the bottom of. I knew how to get there now, I had been there so many times. I sat on the top of the hill, and thought about Ally.
"Ally, I love you, please come back to me."
It was the first time I had spoken coherent words, and my voice hurt. It was raw from all the screaming and crying.
Another tear rolled down my cheek. I truly loved her, and she was ripped away from me so suddenly.
It hit me, that not talking to anyone was the wrong way to go about it.
No one needed to see me in so much pain, after Ally.
I decided not to let the people I loved see my grief so readily.
I would confine it to quiet times, like in my dreams, on this hill or other secret places.
I had found many since Ally... went away.
More tears dripped down my face. I wiped them away, I needed to be strong now.
Strength.
I stood up and screamed.
The first one was incoherent, just a scream of rage.
The second had words.
"NO!!
"IT'S NOT FAIR! GIVE HER BACK TO ME! YOU GIVE HER BACK TO ME RIGHT NOW!" I sobbed. "YOU GIVE HER BACK!"
My voice decended into a whisper.
"You give her back."
The time was past for screaming and crying.
It was time for strength.
Time for strength.

The End

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