There was a time when Erin met Jack and he held her hand that made her feel warm and fuzzy all over. Erin's heart skipped a beat as she shyly held her hand out to him. It fitted right in like a hand to a glove, or maybe she thought that because it was the only way to think.
There was a time when Erin thought she loved Jack and couldn’t live without him. Then, she thought his presence completed her life; and that everything was just right.
“Forget it, Erin, he’s not coming. He’s been gone for days!”
“How did this happen? Where did I go wrong?”
Happiness does not last forever, Erin realized. Some women find the men of their dreams; others don’t. It’s as simple as that. But letting go isn’t as simple when it meant coming to terms with reality, admitting her mistake, shedding off what used to be a part of herself.
“Life moves on, Erin, so should we.”
“I’ve never met anyone like you. I’m feeling something kind of different.”
“I think I am too. Do you know what this is?”
There was a time when Erin thought she loved Jack and couldn’t live without him. Then, she thought his presence completed her life; and that everything was just right.
“I love you with all my heart. My dear Erin, will you marry me?”
“Of course I’ll marry you! I cannot imagine a life without you.”
There was time when she thought the days were better because of him. Then, she thought that sharing the fun and the tears was all that mattered to make their love strong. Deep in her heart, she wanted so much to believe that nothing could ever come between them.
There was time when she thought the days were better because of him. Then, she thought that sharing the fun and the tears was all that mattered to make their love strong. Deep in her heart, she wanted so much to believe that nothing could ever come between them.
“I promise to love you from this day forward; until death do us part.”
“I love you Jack. I am yours forever.”
Living with Jack however was not what Erin imagined it would be. Still, she loved him and remembered the promise she made to be his forever. Each day, across the green meadows and yellow lilies, she patiently waited for him. The cool night breeze whispered in her ear to lay her head and rest. No, she said, waiting like this only brought him closer to me.
“Forget it, Erin, he’s not coming. He’s been gone for days!”
“A few hours more... I want to be ready for him when he comes.”
Things went downhill as fast as they came. Funny, she thought, the days seemed brighter when Jack stayed away. She enjoyed working and reading; and working some more. Equally so, there was a peaceful calm on the nights he didn’t stay.
“Look at yourself! Isn’t this fun?”
“Yes, it is. But wouldn’t it be more fun if Jack was here?”
Erin started to count the days when Jack didn’t come home. They outnumbered now the days when he did. Like a warrior before a fight, she tried to be strong. But the pain tugged at her heart and threw her like a wrecking ball. It was just no use. She knew she couldn’t hide it anymore.
“How did this happen? Where did I go wrong?”
“Oh honey, don’t punish yourself. None of this is your fault.”
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Happiness does not last forever, Erin realized. Some women find the men of their dreams; others don’t. It’s as simple as that. But letting go isn’t as simple when it meant coming to terms with reality, admitting her mistake, shedding off what used to be a part of herself.
“When you love someone, it’s never really over."
“But Jack has sailed off. Doesn’t that mean you should also sail off in yours?”
“But Jack has sailed off. Doesn’t that mean you should also sail off in yours?”
Erin packed her bags, took one last look at the house she once called home, and went away. There were many memories there, she cried, though she knew this was the right thing to do. Lots of things can be fixed. But relationships can’t be fixed, not when one doesn’t see the need for it. She knew that now.
“Don't look back, Erin. Put the past behind you and start over.”
“Letting go is hard, but it still is one small step. Starting over is what I’m scared of.”
For months, Erin mourned. She mourned so much she didn’t even know if she grieved for Jack or for the life she thought she had with him. Then, she imagined herself waiting for him one day. Maybe if she waited long enough, he’d come and take her away. But he never did; and through her tears, she suddenly knew she didn't grieve for Jack or the life she had. She grieved for the woman she had become.
“Life moves on, Erin, so should we.”
“But I don’t know how...”
The air is crisp and dry now; the leaves have turned a bright orange. Erin blew a smoke as she gathered the ends of her coat closer together. It’s strange, she smiled. There was a time when she thought she couldn’t live without Jack. Apparently, she realized now that she could.
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