• If I had told him I loved him more, would he remember me…?


    Life is as fragile as a newly formed blossom, and can slip from our grasp at any moment. Faster than the blink of an eye, we can die. Many choose not to, but at one point, we must all face our humanity, our mortality. I faced my mortality far before my time, in place of the one I loved most.

    “Hailey! Wait, come back here!” Felix’s voice pleaded from the other side of the slammed door. Hailey wiped the weak and unwanted tears from her cheeks as she stormed over the front lawn. She hated when she got this jealous of the other women in Felix’s life. Even though they were just co-workers, when he talked about one of them looking him over more than politeness called for, or saying things to him in too friendly a manner, it sent hurt and rage through her with crippling speed.
    The streets were empty, which meant she could be alone and think in the silence of a suburb. Setting slowly behind a wall of houses, the sun illuminated the streets with a dim light. Hailey pulled her arms around her as the heat from the setting sun vanished a little more every minute. Her t-shirt and shorts weren’t going to get her very far.
    Yet, there was a part of her that didn’t care at all where she walked, or how far she went. She just wanted to be away from him. He always hurt her, or upset her without meaning too. She didn’t want to be a jealous person. It was the last thing she wanted, but, as she realized a long time ago, Felix was a lot to lose. Their love was the best thing that had ever happened to her. It took her a whole year to figure out that she loved him, and even longer for them to jump through hoops to be together.
    He was so much to lose and yet at times like this, she wished she’d never met him. Sad though it would be, her life would be far easier and not nearly as full of worry. She would become physically ill at times just thinking about where he might be, who he might be with. It was a horrible way to live, but she couldn’t help it. She could only wonder why he had bring things up that upset her and if it was because the fact that she loved him so much and was jealous made him feel good about himself.
    At this thought, she ground her teeth and wiped away a newly forming tear. She didn’t want to say she hated him, but sometimes the word was right there in her thoughts and right on the tip of her tongue. But, then she’d be lying if she said it…