By: Ashley Settle
It is in the middle of December and there is a blizzard in town. Everyone says its freezing cold. But, for me, I can't feel a thing. I just keep thinking about him and I get lost. I can't believe I was so stupid. I broke his heart for nothing. Nothing but this pain and senselessness.
I close my eyes to get away from it all. But, when I close my eyes, I see his picture. I see his angelic face, the face that should and would only belong to an angel. I can't believe it. I hurt him, but yet he is still here with me. He knows how I feel, he feels the same way. I shed a tear trying to back away from the memories. The memories I had with him.
I open my eyes and suddenly he's not only in my thoughts, he is standing right in front of me. He still looks like an angel, even with our broken hearts. But, of course, our hearts aren't broken anymore, they are fully healed and combined as one.