She's gone. It was really, truly hard to watch her drive away. Once more, the woman who I love, the woman who holds a part of me within her and probably will for a very long time if not forever, stepped behind the curtain. It was so much harder than I thought it would be. But it was good. All I could hear was the back cover of this storybook finally closing onto 3 years worth of pages, wrought with romance and grief. I got the ending I wanted, I got my victory.
In the time that she was here, I learned how she truly feels about me. She is genuinely sorry for everything that happened, she values me and my friendship more than almost anyone else in her life. I am the person she has faith in when things go to hell. Although we've barely spent any time around one another since the breakup, I have been there for her every time that she's called me and needed somebody to talk to. All the time her and I were together, I was the one who kept her strong. And even now that we're apart, as friends, I am the voice in the back of her head keeping her chin up when everything is falling to shit. I can't express how flattered I am at knowing this.
Something in me can't help but imagine a future where her and I end up together again. I know it is a ridiculously far-fetched thought to hold, and I do not even remotely take it seriously. But somewhere in my heart, I hope for a chance to reconcile with her for longer than simply a few weeks. I will not pursue this future, for I know it to be unlikely to the point of silliness. I need to instead remember that this story is over, that I got my ending and I got my victory. However, if I ever get the chance to be with her, I will take it without second thought and without a moment's hesitation.
School starts again tomorrow morning. A new year. So much has happened in the past one. I can only imagine where I will stand a year from now, if the one to come is as eventful and meaningful as the one that has come to a close.
Thistle, I sincerely hope that you have some sort of victory and achieve the level of closure that I have. I doubt it will be in the same fashion as I have, because honestly what has happened to me is a one-in-a-million event. But I hope that somehow you end up at peace with everything to the same level as I have. I sincerely hope you the best, my mysterious friend.