'All I’m asking for is the truth.' – I said peacefully, but driven. She would not look at my face, but I could see the excruciating pain that my glance put her through, as if I was piercing her with my eyes. I could see her lost stare wondering through every corner of the room, searching for an escape, but I wasn’t about to let her. –'So. It’s only up to one explanation. Why?'– And it was. Since after all, facts that happened where known, the consequences as well, reputations were already ruined, but the causes were never comprehended.
See, I’m not the type of person that lives on everyone else’s face. On the contrary, I live for myself and try to be involved the least on other people’s lives. But I do live in and for the truth, always have, and always will. Still, not everyone understands that. She did not. Definitely. Proven. So we sat there, silent lingered as seconds passed by. I realized I had to change the attitude in order to get what I wanted, however, I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea.
'All I want is your version of what happened. To hear things from you. I need to know your side of the story. All I’m asking for is some closure.' – I said, and I could hear my voice soften as I said those last few words. Then, her eyes finally rose meeting mine, and in a way, I started to feel peace. Her mouth opened, and words started to flow, until everything was said. It was finally over.
Suddenly, it was morning. I woke up, and I checked my cell, found her name, and some ridiculous thing published on the web. Then I realized, it wasn’t over, the end had not even begun, all that clearance was a dream. And I came to the realization that, if after so many pushes people don’t give in, they never will, and they’re not worth it. It takes two to make a fight, and it takes two to fix it as well. There’s no remedy for what’s left unfixed.
Live and Learn.
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