she's sitting there. alone, wiping tears that splatters the letter. she crosses her legs, takeing her breath in, deeply. trying to be calm. she's relaxing herself, physically. yet, she's paralyzed inside. indeed. there's nothing she can do. nothing. but she won't give up. that's a promise and a vow made when she and him were on the altar, repeating every single word the priest said. she still remember the moment she walked through the aisle, gripping her father's arm so hard, with both brown beautiful eyes sticked and still on that pair of her loved one's eyes. to be cleared, her husband. the eyes she'll never forget. the eyes she'll always think of. the eyes that mesmerizes her when they first met. and always will.
she reminisces each and every memory of them, being together. he embraced her with her toast warm body. she felt secure and believed there's nothing could harm her as long as he's there. but it was all left as a memory. he's leaving her now. he's leaving her for another happiness that he had recently found. she'd never knew what mistake had she done. her mind blurred by all thoughts. she did nothing, but cry. all day and night. all weeks and months. though it takes another thousand years to mourn, she will cry. she knows the pain is suffocating. she'd rather die than living without him and all because she's still hypnotized by the surprise he planned, the surprise that should carve a smile on her face and not this kind of sickening tears.
she's standing up now, on her own. the curtains are all tied. she looks up for the sun. the sun is bold and shimmering. close enough to hurt her eyes. the sunlight glitters penetrate through the glass of the window pane. the sunlight ray is beautiful and energetic. she breathes again. she knows there'll always be a light for her to walk, and to guide her from another wrong path. even if she has to walk alone, she'll walk. and find her another happiness. but this time is different. cause she'll walk without him. facing off life.