Cry Lovely

'Anxiety shot through my veins, raging fires. I don't know what I want. I'm confused. Broken. Searching for hopeless love. It's hiding, I'll find it one day not today. No one will love a broken girl. She has herself. Her mind filled with psychotic thoughts.'

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13. New Start

He kneeled back down to his mothers grave.

"Goodbye mum I love you." He whispered running his fingers down the stone. I stood beside him observing the green book on the ground. The tiny golden cursive letters read 'The Beauty and the Beast'. He stood up and shoved his hands into his front jean pocket. He looked at me and we started walking back into the forest to find the dirt path. In the forest I stopped again to look up and breathe in the air. Harry stopped with me and did the same.

"It is beautiful." He stated. The ground was covered in the fallen pine needles and leaves. I kick up some leaves watching the colors float amongst themselves. He ran over to a well grown redwood.

"Look at this, these things are crazy." He looked up the tree and picked off a piece of bark. He threw it at my feet causing me to fumble over onto the ground. I wasn't expecting the flying redwood bark and jumbled my legs up as a reaction. I started laughing, he came over laughing as well to fell down beside me. We stared up at the trees from this point of view, it made me feel vulnerable to everything. He got up off the ground to help me up. I started pulling off leaves from the back of his coat and taking out broken pieces out from my hair.

"Sophie." I continued to pluck leaves off his coat. His lifted my chin up with his strong hand. "Have you ever started crying for one reason and then ended up crying about everything?" The words slowly slipped from his lips. His gaze trapped my eyes as usual. "Yesterday."

"Me too." He said. "A man once said there is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power they speak more eloquently then ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief. And unspeakable love." He left me quite speechless. And then he kissed me.

His lips moved gently and passionately with mine. It was a kiss everyone dreams of. The weightless of your body and your stomach engulfed with butterflies. He slowly pulled away. He rubbed my cheek with his thumb. He kissed my nose and then entertained his fingers with mine. We continued to walk up the dirt path. Past the pine and redwoods. Listening to the wind and other background noises.

We made it to his car. Him in the drivers seat and I in the passenger seat.

"If you want to play some music there's a plug for your phone under the seat." He had already started the car and we off to San Francisco.

I pulled out my phone from under the seat, took the black iPhone plug and snapped it in. I played the song 'Your Women' by White Town. I turned up the volume so it was the only noise touching our ears. I had been dreaming to runway and have a new start for 4 years. Harry's fingers tightening around the steering wheel while he drove. His jaw bone framed his face at a perfect angle and his eyes drove me insane. Going insane distracted me from the pounding that followed me everywhere I went.

Maybe this could work.

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