A6. Let it out

Happily Never After... Prose 6

I ran; I ran as fast as I could. I didn’t want to wait there any longer. It was hell for me. My vision was blurred with tears. I was tired of it, but I didn’t stop running. Suddenly there was a hand around my waist which stopped me and a huge horn blared in front of me. When I got my vision back I realized I was saved from being hit by a truck.

“Are you insane?” The person holding me back asked me. I pulled away, trying to regain myself from what just happened. I started running again. I was too broken to stop now. I reached the dead end of the road. Beyond it was a lake. Not many wandered here at night. It was too creepy. I looked around me. A chill took over my body. As I moved closer to the Lake I saw a silhouette sitting on the bench. I looked closer, it was a boy. 

I was too self-engrossed at the moment so I didn’t pay him much attention and sat down next to him. As I sat there looking around, emotions overpowered me and I started to tear up. I tried to control myself, I didn’t want him to look at me cry. I was not in the mood for the fake sympathy and “concerning” questions. ‘Oh, why are you crying?’ ‘You can tell me.’ ‘It will be alright.’

“You know you can let it out,” suddenly the boy spoke without sparing a glance. “I don’t mind, nor do I care. People come here to lighten their hearts. Don’t let me be the one disrupting your calm.” He looked me in eye, “Let it all out.”

I still didn’t quite understand if it was his eccentricity or his words, but they convinced me enough to let go of all my inhibitions. I finally let out all the emotions which I had suppressed for quite a while. Every tear which escaped my eye lightened my heart by pounds. I was finally feeling a lot less broken. 

He, on the other hand, did not interrupt, nor tried to console me or try to calm me down. He sat there looking at the view as if I wasn’t there; That’s what I wanted. Finally, when I felt light-hearted, I stood up. I started walking out of there but stopped; I turned around. “How can I ever see you again?” I asked him. He turned to me and smiled, “Just think of me when you need me the most, I will come back.” 

After that day I did not see him ever again. I started to feel he was just a dream. A beautiful dream which lightened my heart off all my worries and sorrows. He was like a Guardian Angel. I tried to paint his picture trying to recollect how he looked, but I failed. He was just a little too perfect to be drawn on a sheet of paper. I went to that place every night in hopes of seeing him again but never did I find him again. Weeks went by and I was starting to lose hope. Have I lost the person I longed for to be in my life? My heart couldn’t take it. I sat on the swing in the park all alone, again on the brink of tears. 

“Let it out,” I heard a familiar voice. I shot my head up looking around. There he sat on the adjacent swing, swinging. He looked at me and smiled, “Told you.” I let my tears fall once again; This time happy tears. My heart was light-weighted again. I swung high with him. We didn’t exchange words. We have never. 

‘Days in Silence are Prettier with him’