The Seeker Poem by sweet girl

“Why do this! Why leave us......” A tear slid down my cheek and soon a waterfall of tears began, but I didn’t care. He had to know. “Why leave us...... and me.”

He looked away his brownbangs covered his eyes, I hated how his hair hid how he was feeling. I looked down at the necklace he gave me on our one year anniversary. I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew what I had to do.

“Look if it means that much to you, I bet you wouldn’t care if I gave this back to you, ” flinging it at him, he caught with one hand without looking. Why’d he have to be so arogant.

He didn’t movefrom his spot, but he said, “I’ve thought about it for a long time you know, its not like I wanted it this way.”

I walked pver to him but when I tried to place my hand over to his face he moved away. Even though no words came out, it still made some pain in my heart. I stood there looking at the stranger I called my lover, he looked different.

“Just remember I’m here for you, ” more tears casaded down. “I’ll always love you.”

Then he broke out, he grabbed me, and silent tears went down his face and onto my shirt. I didn’t do anything but stood there. I wanted to comfort him like I usually do, but I had to learn to let go. It was what he wanted. It was his desicion.

His grasp got looser so I took a step back and turned around. My tears continuious but I knew this would happen one day. “Once I find myself, I promise to come pick you up where you may be.” His footsteps got softer as he headed for the door, I heard something else but didn’t bother to look back. Once he was on the other side of the door, before he left he whispered loud enough for only me to hear.

“I love you too.”

And those were the last words I everheard from him that actually felt real. He did mean it. And he did love me. Soon I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I broke down clutching my heart. I screamed. I cried. I missed him.

I looked back at the door when I notice it. A small box on the floor. Crying out pick me up. Looking at it, curious I opened it up. It just caused more tears to fall down.

In it, a picture of the two of us, a note and a heart shaped ring. I cried more and more, but then I realised that at the back of the picture was written 5: 50. I grabbed my jacket and the ring and I ran as fast as I could. Crossing streets, passing people I knew and people I didn’t. Causing little accidents to happen to me, but I didn’t care, It was already 5: 45. I couldn’t waste the time. I ran faster to the train station. I couldn’t stop now.

Out of breath when I got there I looked everywhere. His name and those last four words kept me going and repeated over and over and over again. I soon found him but he didn’t notice me, I walked over to give a hug from the behind.

The stranger was gone and he was back. He turned around and embraced me. “I just wanted you to know, I’m sorry for not understanding at first, ” showing him the ring he gave me, he smiled. Now I can face the world without him.

I waved goodbye as the train took him south. I cried somemore. I went back home, up the stairs and into the living room where I left the rest of the gift. The note said:

'Hey'

'I’m sorry I had to do this, but I needed to.Nothing personal okay, I just needed to pursue my dream, find out who I am, and get away from all the fuss. I know I should of told you, but theres something else you might not understand. But I might never come back. I know its hard now, but you’ll find someone better.'

I’ll miss you. and I love you.

He said he wasn’t going to come back ever. What did that mean. I didn’t know what he meant. And even four years later, I replay that memory, and I kinda know what that means. He’s a seeker; he looks for what he’s looking for. If its himself, his family, or even true love. No matter what he’ll be looking for, he’s always, always got a place in my heart.