‘After months, you have finally disappeared. I waited by your side every day, watching each feature of your face for any sign of change… How could I have missed something? We were on the seesaw of life together, propelling each other to the sky when we lost the strength to do so ourselves. Never in the time I spent with you did you ever let me touch the ground: always lifting me, supporting me, keeping me safe. A constant vivid smile inhabited your face, my own reflecting in your emerald eyes. Where did I go wrong? Perhaps I was so focused on keeping you aloft that I myself rolled off the seesaw, watching as you fell, too. Perhaps I made it impossible for either of us to climb back aboard, after a lifetime of sailing the sky together.

I saw you sit up with that final grin still stamped onto your face, sand digging into your knees as you inched away from me… Not once looking back. Why? Each breath you took had belonged to me; your problems mine; your promises for us to keep. Why were we, was _I, _unable to sail the sky with you as we had once promised? You’ve caused me so much pain… Yet the love I feel for you blinds me of it. Maybe one day I’ll feel what I should be feeling now, and crawl away like you did. Maybe one day I’ll find another someone to sail the skies with—some day.’