The Creature that Saved Me

Saying#5

16 December 1960

Bennett looked at the portrait before him. It was a beautiful portrait which had his lovers photo on it. Tears streamed out of his eyes looking at that magnificent portrait of the girl he loved, the girl who was killed to save him, the girl who gave him a reason to live and perhaps also took it away from him.

“Emmett tells me to let you go but when I look at you and I wonder”, Bennett spoke, his voice rough because of crying and shouting. He paused for a second and spoke again.

“I look at you and I wonder, how could I ever let you go?, how could I ever let you go when my heart belongs to you?”, he spoke and let out a cry fill with deep sorrow.

“How can I let you go knowing you’ve bewitched my soul?”, he spoke again. “How can I let you go when you are my source of serotonin?, how can I let you go when I see my whole world in your eyes?, how can I let you go when you make me smile like no one else can?, how can I let you go when you feel like the home I come back to?, and you leaving me alone makes me feel homeless. How can I let you go when my hand searches for yours?, how can I let you go when you are my happiest memory? how can I let you go because letting go would be like losing myself completely. How can I let you go when you feel like a missing piece of the puzzle in my life?, how can I let you go when we fit together as if we were meant to be?, how can I let you go when you feel like the ray of light at the end of a deep dark tunnel. How can I let you go when you’ll always own a piece of my heart?, and letting you go will make my heart numb. How can I let you go when you are my lifeline holding me together?, how can I let you go when no one can make me feel like you do? How could I ever love someone the way I loved you?”, till this moment he was on his knees crying over the memories which remembered him of Dawn.

“Sad because now there is not even anyone to dream about, and what an odd feeling. I don’t have the strength to put together the features of a fantasy face. I am heartbroken over someone who died saving me. Now I have nobody to wish for, nobody to hope for. I am heartbroken, I am dead just waiting for someone to bury my corpse. ”, he sighed and broke down.