With every step I took towards my final destination I remembered a piece of my past.

It was oddly soothing considering what I was about to do however the emergence of murky grey clouds deteriorated this feeling, evaporating it mercilessly into dead, unsung apparitions.

Thud, Thud.

A heavy storm erupted almost as if it was sadistically laughing as I left behind the last of my sanity and shattered dreams messily scattered across the edge of the now foreign cliffside - the final boundary I had to cross.

The moment my feet left those forsaken rocks, I assured myself that there was no going back; repeating the words, "Here I go," I had made up my mind.

Breathless, speechless and mindless or so I had tried to believe, as my body succumbed to the jaws of surrender, I hadn't the physical capability nor the mental capacity to fight back.

To say i was mindless wasn't entirely true - a complete lie in fact - in reality I was fully aware of what was happening; i was just too tired of thinking. To think. To think of another way. If only I could thin...

"NO!"

A roar emerged from the depths of my heart.

I had thought enough...

My ignorance gave into the desire to let things be, yet I had not even the slightest feeling of vindication.

"Ahh -I'm so pathetic - even now"

I was both lost and had lost to the words of those who I was always taught to believe were most important to me.

"Just go to hell"

A ray of light could vaguely be seen in the distance even through the misleading refractions in the water however I ignored them thinking my eyes were playing tricks on me once again.

I had lost the idea of respecting the ability in my eyes as I had with all those in my life.

Well 'all those' is a broad term, she wasn't one of them. Her songs, her saddened yet content smile and her paralleled tears.

She kept me going for God knows how long; so much that a diamond in the rough is inadequate to describe her.

If only I could hear her voice one last time, one last conversation, one last song, one last word and I would surely be in one last state of bliss. Before I travel to the depths of hell that is.

If only.

Alas I still haven't apologised, a severed bond still lies at the forefront of both our broken hearts, if only I could sew it back together.

Maybe then I could touch the jewels of vindication buried deep within my heart, even for a brief second.

Who was this person you ask? And why did they mean so much to me? It was on a fateful yet serendipitous encounter where I first met this soul and I remember it more than I do my own identity.