I don’t know what to think right now. I don’t know what to feel. Part of me still wants to be mad at her. To yell at her for being too quick at the draw, too fast to judge. The other part of me just wants to pick her up and give her a hug and tell her that it’s alright. But I can’t do that now.
I can’t help but feel partially responsible for what happened. Not because I directly caused anything, but because I drove her away. I was mad, hurt that she would act so rash, most of all I was disappointed in her. I know everyone feels the loss of her life, but I can’t help but feel that I drove her to run because I verbally cut into her for her actions.
The loss of life is never an easy thing to come to terms with. I feel that I am becoming a little too used to this feeling. I just hope that I do not become so easily callused by it. She was more than just a companion, she was a friend.
Good-bye sweet child, you will be missed. All our hearts go with you into the next life. Just know that we loved you and that you will always live on in our fondest memories. Good-bye Marrol, may Aesia be with you. |
