Dallas's pov
Violet was the lucky one, she didn't have to deal with the pain of living.
Living, without her.
There are two choices of grief
To live hurt
Or deal with hope
I chose to live with hope
Yes, it still hurt like bricks on my chest, but l faced the fact that I love her and I will never stop loving her.
Hope, hope that I will see her again someday, in a better place. But for now, I will need hope. That hope lies in small gestures. The little things that make you want to thrive. Small Gestures saved Violet,and now they will save me.
Until then, I will continue to go to the back door behind the school. I bring my guitar and play songs to help with the grief. Somehow, it helps. I have been wearing her ring on a string around my neck. I always find myself to stare at the heart I carved in our special tree. And when I pick up my guitar and play a song I can almost see her sitting next to me humming along
.
"When I look into your eyes
It's like seeing the night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
There's so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you've come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
Well I won't give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I'm giving you all my love, still living up ... I won't give up...." ~I won't give up: Jason Mraz~
~the end~
Thank you guys so much! I hoped you enjoyed this story!~ laney✌🏻
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Small Gestures
Teen FictionSometimes in life when you let go and can't force yourself to get up the only things that save you are the small gestures...that is the only thing that will save Violet...
