"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what? Holding you?"
I opened up the door and stepped out. I began to walk up the street and, though I wanted to, I didn't look back. 'Keep your eyes looking forward and your mind on something else.' As he asked me to stay awhile, I walked away with my last words being ..'I hope you have a nice life'.. What more is there to say, right?
And that was the last time I saw him. Possibly the last time I will ever see him... And that's okay by me. What once was beautiful and innocent is now a tangled web of sorrow and tragedy.
I will always love him in some way. I will always miss him in some way. Mostly though, I will always remember him...
Marriage is supposed to be forever...
-Stefanie Ewadinger
"...Sometimes, it just feels good to hold on."
-Matthew Ewadinger