Starting Again [open]

[Zachary Sullivan]

All this time, I can make it right,
With one more try, can we start again?
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The sounds of nature hit Zachary just as soon as he entered the park. This was the first time he had been out and about for at least a week. He had decided that it was high time he tried to get past the pain he felt inside. It was hard. Almost too hard to get past. She was everything to him. And now she was gone, just like that. He could feel tears trying to slip out as he thought about it. How could she have just left like that? Weren't they happy together? Was it his fault? That last question was the one that nagged at him the most.

No, it couldn't have been his fault. He had done everything he could do to make it last. But he still couldn't be sure. Maybe there was something he had said, something he didn't say, who knows. All he did know right now was that she was gone and he was all alone, again. He knew that if he took her love for granted then if it ever ended he would be like this. Well, it ended and he did feel like this. What he would give for one more kiss, one more moment with her. But he knew that that would never happen. Not now, not after what had happened.

It was ugly, real ugly. He still remembered the tears he had in his eyes when he took out the ring. She had just told him that it was over and out of desperation he pulled out the ring and begged her to stay, forever. He could feel the tears coming again with a new vigor when he again took out the ring and looked at it. He could see how it would look like on her finger. If only he had proposed a day earlier. Maybe she would still be here. Maybe he would still be here. This wasn't him. He was never depressed like this. His real self had left when she left.

He fingered the ring in his hand. It would have been so beautiful on her. Would have been, that seemed to be the most painful phrase of any right now. If he could do it all again. If he could start again. But he knew he couldn't. She was gone for good. There was nothing he could think of right now except for how happy he would be if she and him were together right now. But that thought only made him more depressed. How could he go on? With her gone now, there wasn't much to live for. But he had to go on. He knew that it was going to be an uphill battle. More tears were going to be shed but he had to get out of this pain.

He was lost inside this pain. And he was lost without her. If he could get one more try, one more try to make it right. If they could start again. If he could go back to that night at the diner. A lone tear slid down his face. This wasn't him. He was always the one giving comfort to the people who were down in the dumps. But right now he was the one in the dumps. He didn't know what to do, didn't know who to turn to. Being around the horses at the stable only made him think of her more. Being alone by himself just made him wallow in the pain.

He couldn't even say her name. ''Charlie''...he made himself say it. Saying it out loud was painful. He was still holding the ring that would have been hers. He looked at it and then looked up to the sky and began sobbing. He hoped no one came and saw him like this. But he had to let it out. He probably shouldn't have come out here. He wiped his eyes, walked over to a tree and sat down. He tried pushing the thoughts of her out of his mind but he just couldn't. Her beautiful face was the only image he saw in his mind. Her even more beautiful smile.

He couldn't do this. It was way too hard. He couldn't feel his inner self anymore. All that was there now was pain and sorrow. Regret maybe? If he had never met her then he wouldn't be feeling this right now. No! He immediately pushed those thoughts out of his head. If he never would have met her then he never would have experienced true love. On the other hand, true love was all he ever wanted, now it had turned against him. It was eating him up inside. He took a huge breath and wiped his eyes again. All he needed now was to, yes, start again.......

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In my eyes, You can see it now.,

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[Alice Snow]

Let me fall... let me climb;
There's a moment when fear and dream must collide.

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Alice walked down the sidewalk leading to the park entrance, her hair gently being tugged at by the chilly wind. Today she was bored and had nothing to do. Normally she would be playing the piano for hours when she couldn't find something to entertain her, but her grandmother's house had no room for such a large instrument. So, here she was walking on the narrow cement path up to the black pavement trail, where she would gaze at nature's beauty.

The great Virginia trees were already beginning to be painted with the colors of Autumn and she could see swarms of birds ready to make their way toward warmer weather. West Virginia was gorgeous. There were trees and fields of grass, mountains of clean air and valleys full of dewy floors. She knew she was lucky to live somewhere so beautiful, but she felt unhappy. How could she when everything was gone? How could she be thankful when her life was taken away? She couldn't.

Although, she did have one thing to be thankful for. She met Eric. She met a charming boy that seemed to care. He was the only one that cared to hear her story. He seemed to actually want to know more about her and to help her. She was lucky, truly lucky, for that.

She stopped now to breath in the pure clean air that surrounded her. The air was so much more purer than Greenfield. Greenfield was covered in a thin layer of dust coming from the surrounding cornfields that would be blossoming this time of year.

She looked around, the trees where beginning to thin and reveal a small field of green. She took out an apple she brought in her bag and set out to find a good tree to eat under. She sat under a nice one the day before where the branches were thick and the leaves hid the sun from her head. She just needed to find that tree.

After looking for what seemed twenty minutes, she was about to give in, but alas she saw her precious tree in the distance, but someone was already occupying it's cool spot. She could easily walk away to find another tree, but she was curious to see who had taken her wonderful dreaming-tree.

The person appeared to be asleep, but as she crept closer to stranger she realized that he was curled up against the oak's body. Upon creeping closer she could hear the sad sobs of the young man. Her heart sank with the sounds of his deep pain.

She wanted to go ask him why he was crying, but she decided that guys would rather not have girls see them cry. So she would back away so that he never she was there to witness this moment in his life, but before she could make her smooth escape she stepped on a twig that snapped so loud it startled her to realize that it was her foot that caused the echoing crack to ring in her ears.

Knowing that it was far beyond the chance to escape without notice (for he had to have heard that abrupt sound) She did what she thought was necessary. "Hello," was all she said.

[Zachary Sullivan]

All this time, I can make it right,
With one more try, can we start again?
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Nothing was working. He was trying everything to get her out of his mind but every time he tried he could clearly see the way she looked at him just before she told him it was over. All he could do now was sob. Yes, sob. He couldn't help it and honestly he didn't care anymore. She had taken from him the very thing that had taken him years to find: true happiness. Why did it have to be this hard? Before Charlie he had never had a girlfriend. He had never had a soul mate. She was his soul mate.

Deep down somehow he knew that she was the one. But that was all shot to pieces now. It was so hard because she was his only one. Fresh waves of tears came streaming down his face. He tried telling himself that this was ridiculous, that he could find someone else. No, there wasn't anyone else that could make him feel that good. Or terrible once it was over. If he could just see her again. See her smile. One more time. That would probably make the pain worse though. Knowing that she was gone for good, it was to much for him to handle. He now knew the lowest of the low that he could reach.

That was now. He looked up once again and saw the trees blowing in the chilly wind. It was such a beautiful day. The wind chilled his tear drenched face. For a little while all the pain and anguish vanished from his mind. All he knew in that moment was the beauty of the moment. That moments were all he had. They were all he ever had. He could feel that slight happiness slipping away. He grasped for it, but it was no use. The haunting agony and pain crept back in like a sickness. Like an ugly disease. And then a new question entered his mind: did he take all the moments with her for granted? Did he just think that there was just going to be another moment with her? Did he fully enjoy the moments he had? Was that why it didn't work?

He shoved those questions out of his mind. They were ridiculous questions. And they really didn't even make much sense to him. But they were still there. Still groping at him. Making him insane. If he would have just done things differently from the beginning maybe, just maybe, it would have made a difference. No, there was nothing he could have done to change what happened. He did everything right. Everything was perfect. And then it all came crashing down. It was still crashing down. If only he would have pulled the ring out a little sooner. Would it have made a difference though? He didn't know. He didn't know anything anymore.

All he knew right now was that Charlie was the only one he ever loved. He gave her his whole heart and she broke it in a really bad way. Now he didn't know how he was going to repair it. He just couldn't get that off his mind. His whole heart he had given to her. How could she have just crushed him like that? He loved her. He loved her with everything in him. She used to be the love and happiness inside him. Now she was just the hurt inside him. She used to be the one that made him feel strong. Now she was the one that made him weak.

She had become shadows of pain that crawled all over his mind and swallowed the light that let him see happiness. Happiness now felt like a place so far away that he couldn't touch. It seemed he was running in circles trying to get away from all of this. He couldn't get away from what he knew was real. He loved her to much. He could now say he knew what the phrase ''love hurts'' meant. He was experiencing it. He once again began crying and sobbing.

He now curled up against the tree he was sitting against. He hated these feelings that wouldn't let him be and that kept running all over his mind. He was falling apart and fast. Wasn't there anyone who could help him out of this? He was beginning to fear that he would never get out of this pain that had quickly become an ugly depression. The worst part about all of this was that everything had been going so good in his life. His career as a singer\songwriter was going great, he had a girlfriend. And now it was all gone. His career could still be salvaged but he didn't know that he could do it. Not now, definitely not now. He didn't really care right now either.

More tears came. And then he heard a twig snap. He looked up real fast as he heard a girls voice say ''Hello''. He dried his tears as fast as he could and managed to say ''Hey''. This was exactly what he didn't want right now. It was quite embarrassing as well to have her catch him like this. ''Sorry, I've just been having a rough week you might say'' he said. ''Is there something I can do for you?'' he asked her.

He didn't really want to but he knew that he had to exchange a conversation with her. He needed something to get his mind off of his pain. ''Who knows'' he thought, maybe she could help him out of this depression. It made him sick to his stomach to think of interacting with someone else though. But he was going to force himself to do it. He knew he needed it. He needed it very badly.....

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[Alice Snow]

So stand in the rain, stand your ground,

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''Hey'' was all he said. As he looked up at her from the ground she could see that his eyes were red and swollen. It stopped her heart to see him in such sorrow. ''Sorry, I've just been having a rough week you might say...Is there something I can do for you?'' He asked. He was so sweet sounding, but he looked to pitiful. How could he ask if she needed something? She wasn't the one crying...

"No..." she said. Her previous comment made the conversation awkward, she knew. So she quickly added "I-I just was looking for a tree to sit by, I didn't mean to obtrude..." she stumbled through a complete sentence. "My name is Alice. I Just moved here." She said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood, but she could feel that the situation wasn't getting any better. She couldn't stand how sad he looked. Something must be really bothering him and she was one to try to help people. Though, there was never a person to help her it seemed. Well, there was Eric...

"I'm sorry that I came over here... you just seemed-are you ok?" She said nervously. She wasn't sure if he was annoyed with her at the moment. She wanted to walk away out of embarrassment, but she felt stuck. Not like she didn't want to talk to him, of course. It just seemed like the wrong moment for him. Guys usually don't cry unless something is truely wrong.

Then she did what in her mind was courageous. She sat down. She made sure to keep her distance, in case he was a person in need of space. After all, he did come out here alone and came to about the most remote and quietest spot in the park. She was beginning to regret her "move" and quickly tried to cover up. "Um... do you mind if I sit? I just feel really tired." She never lied, but this instance called for something to break the ice. She removed an apple from her bag, but reaching in the bag she noticed she packed two. Perhaps she was prepared in case she met that boy again, but who knows really. "Would you like an apple?" Yet another lame reply, doomed to only make the situation even more awkward. She had no people skills whatsoever. She felt so childish at the moment. She was more mature than this... why was she bothering this poor boy?

She sat and listened.

(OOC: Sorry this is such a short reply! This isn't my best piece of work either... sorry! Loved yours! <3)