No Rain.

I went to see what I already knew. I had to. I had to see for myself. Sure, I was there on her big day, no, make that the grandest day of her life. But I had to go back and see her again. I want to know if she's happy where she is. There has been some turbulence midway, feats of giving up and just losing her dreams for good... I had nothing else in mind. I had to be there for her somehow.

And I got there. A few minutes before a party she refused to attend because she has some other things more important than just wasting some hours chatting away. Probably, also avoiding being alone with me. I felt a pang inside my chest and I couldn't possibly name it or even if I knew, I wouldn't admit it. I have a girl with her arm in mine, giving me love only she could ever give. But why do I have this feeling? That I won't be happy unless I am with her.

And I got there. She was resting her head on a pillow, looking so peaceful and content despite the emotional wreck some man, who didn't know much her worth, have caused her. I love her. But seeing her there and watching her, I have to convince myself that it is time I move on and be happy with this girl or woman (in time) who loves me dearly. I'll have to pray to God with all my heart that that man whom she chose would somehow make her happy as I would've made her.

I love her. But I have to let go now.

Somewhere she is also waiting for this day that I could finally let her go.

some love,

~tSin