It Was Only A Memory

He called me; he was thinking about me, he misses me. I honestly never thought that someone who seems so wonderful and flawless would fall in love with me out of all people. His kindness is like a fire that spreads through the forest but never to be extinguished. Many call him stupid and foolish, but he just has a heart unlike most men these days. People told me to stay away from him, telling me that he’s a fool who will like anyone who treats him with respect. I couldn’t just forget about him though, and it looks like neither could he.

Then I remember the bracelet he gave me a few months back, I shuffled through my jewelry box searching high and low until finally it was found. It still shone in the light like it always did. I closed my eyes, even though it’s was all just a memory every last one of him seemed as if it was happening all over again. I laid on my bed looking at the lettering on the thin gold bangle my once lover gave to me, it read “remember, don’t hurt yourself, you’re a part of me also.” Most would think that it should say something clichéd on the lines of “never forget I love you” or “you’re a gem.” But that’s what makes him special, he always said the truth, but was it the truth that I was worth every single minute of his time? When he called me from school or work, was I really all worth it? Soon enough I fell in a deep slumber.

“Victoria, what’s wrong? Are you thinking about it again? Just because you made that one mistake doesn’t make you any less of a person, I promise my love.” He said for the millionth time that week. This however, only made me feel worse because he was wasting his time and energy telling me this.

“I know, but I just hope I didn’t hurt her.” I said looking into the warmth of his brown eyes.
“Don’t you dare think about hurting my darling, because it will hurt me as well.” He said with fear and concern.

“Don’t worry; I’m not going to do anything. I’ve changed, believe me.”

He ran his long pianist fingers through my black hair. “Why don’t you see it Victoria? You’re an amazing person, you never give up. It saddens me that you don’t see it.”

Tears started streaming like a river, “it’s just so hard David, I don’t know if I can do this anymore. It’s like fighting a lifelong war with myself; and I’m losing.”

He pinned me to my bed “if you ever hurt my girl, you don’t know how broken I would be, got it?” He whispered. I was turning red; he was on top of me. Maybe I was worth it after all? Maybe I’m here for a reason? His lean muscular body was on top of me, soon enough he pressed lips against mine.

“Victoria, I think I love you, I have never experienced this feeling and neither have you. But I honestly think I can say that I genuinely love you.” He said between sobs. “And I want you to know that I’m always here for you, and I really care about you, so don’t hurt yourself.”

He took my left arm that was laced with scars that were self inflicted, and kissed it. “I hope it’s better now.” He said smiling

Then I woke up, it was only a memory; a memory I hope I will never forget. The bracelet he gave me on the last day we talked was still in the palm of my right hand. I put it on my scarred wrist, and thought about that the words of reassurance he always said to me. The stars were sure bright that night, the stars we always talked about. I’m sorry David, I’m sorry I had to do this to you, once again a waterfall of tears had started.