The Day Harriet Returned

I knew her for such a short amount of time, but it seems I missed her forever. How could I not? With a mind as deep as the ocean, heart made of gold and a soul that seemed to be crafted by the gods themselves. That Harriet, she was different, the type of different that drew you towards her, much like gravity. As the world has taught us, their must be bad to balance out the good. A darkness hid within her, a darkness that consumed whoever it came across. Though, no matter how dark it was, if you went into her darkness far enough, you will greeted with the most beautiful sunset. Or, so it seems.

It had been a few months since Harriet left. Each day seemed to get harder without her. It was so easy for her to leave, as if she was being pulled away. Harriet has this way of making people fall in love with the mystery she was. Sadly, all I am is another girl who fell for her. Truthfully, I can’t say I mind.

That Harriet, always taking the easy way out. It’s so much easier to stray and walk away from someone who could have possibly loved you, the way you needed and deserved. Loving is hard, giving someone your beating heart and every ounce of trust you have is a risk. Harriet wouldn’t dare to take that risk.

Harriet, who hurt you? Who completely took every single grain of trust you had within you? Who convinced yourself that at the end of the day, holding the knife hurts less? I love you, but I can no longer wait for you.

It’s been so long since I last talked to you and honestly, I don’t mind. I use to pray for your return but I no longer waste my prayers on such an idiotic idea. I am now sitting in the coffee shop where we had our first date, saying goodbye.

Than, you walked in.