Red Sand

“How have you been?” asked the therapist as I laid down on the couch on the other side of him. “How, have the others been?”

I have been going to this therapist ever since he disappeared. The others told me to not waste my time, but this was the only thing that helped me cope. I needed this, and so did they, but each of us has our own way of handling this.”

“I've been okay I guess, but I not happy. It’s been over a month now and no one says anything about what happened. It’s as if they’re trying to run from it.”

“All I want is to understand it. I want to understand why he did this for us, knowing what it would cost him. He was better off without us, but he sacrificed it all and in the end, he can’t even be here with us.”

“He deserves to be the one standing here, not me, and not the others. He is the one that should have survived. We are nothing without him.”

“And what makes you think that he had anything more to lose than you? Why do you believe he needed to survive?”

“It was because of her. She was the one that saved him, but not only that it’s because she saved all of us as well. She changed him. She made him happy, which is something that none of us could do. She was the light to his darkness.”

“I’m not going to lie and say that I didn’t hate her, because I did. I resented her because she did what we couldn’t. She stood by him knowing that it would only cause her pain, and that’s something I could never understand. She was always there no matter what. Always trying to help.”

“The first time I met her I tried to drive her away. I told her to stay away from us, but time and time again she came back. Over and over again she came back. He certainly did like that stubbornness of hers. She was what grounded him to reality. She was the one person that I believe he truly trusted.”

“Do you think you could have been that kind of person for him? Do you think if you acted just like her you could have changed him just like she did?”

“There is no one else like her. I could have acted like her all I wanted, but in his eyes, she was the only one that could make a difference. I could never replace her. Not even all of us combined could have helped him the way that she did.”

“I almost wish that she was still her. Maybe she could help us. We’re all divided right now, and we need someone to help bring us together again. I just wish that I had a chance to fix my mistake, but that time has long since passed.”

“When I dream I can feel the pain that I caused the others underneath the scorching red sand. It’s what I deserve and I will never be able to fix my mistake.”