To the beach is where I ran. On the warm summer's sand is where I lay looking upon the stars and staring into the night. Wondering what I could've done differently or better.
When I close my eyes, all I can see is his arms around her. And all I hear is the sounds that were escaping their lips.
Fighting back tears, I recall the events of tonight.
I ran away from Dorian's party so quickly I didn't even tell anyone where I was headed. It wasn't my focus anyway, my focus was to save myself from public humiliation and further heartbreak.
In the back of my mind, I always knew there was something off in our relationship, but I never would've guessed that Elijah would've done this to me.
My eyes solemnly glaze over and my thoughts start to drift.
I wonder how long this has been happening. How many people he's done this with. How many times I could've caught him but didn't.
I spent a year of my life with him. I thought he loved me. I thought that we were real. And I thought we were different.
I guess all the times that I said our relationship would last was just an illusion. I was merely holding the inevitable at bay, and convincing myself of something I knew which wasn't true.
As tears started streaming down my face, a heavy weight weighed down on my chest. I feel...lost, and this pain feels unbearable. I just need rest. I just need comfort. I just need to forget this awful night ever happened. So there on the chilly late summer beach, I close my eyes and fall asleep, hoping for my prior thoughts to evade my mind.