She pondered on the life she has lost

The place looked exactly as she remembered it. Large, pretentious. But there was that light that drew her. An unexpected warmth inside. She's never seen love before this place.

She paused for a moment and hesitated. Then she walked on.

It was their place; their refuge from the world. It was where they forged their friendship. It was the least bit of him she had left.

As she looked back for what seemed like the thousandth time, she couldn't help but blink back the tears welling up in her eyes.

It was a beautiful night. That night she had found a store of understanding and compassion that was bottomless. That night they were kindred spirits and it made her feel like she didn't constantly cover her own wreckage with a smile. That night gave her hope.

They sat side by side staring over the horizon marveling over the twinkling lights of the city that lay before them. She was wondering about the life going about down below while they were up there with an entirely different life of their own. Rather lives. Not that they shared a life anyway. Then he looked at her. His eyes sparkled in a certain way, but there was something else about him. An untamable wildness that pierced through her. She suddenly realized. Maybe there was something they shared. They had that moment. It was pure. It was innocent. It was sincere. And it was theirs. It was the first time she felt. Ever. Something that was real. She was breathless. For that moment, she was alive.

She shivered lightly. She couldn't tell if it was with the feel of his skin on hers. Then a light breeze grazed her cheek. And she felt his fingers wipe away the wetness from her face. It was raining. And it was freezing. But the warmth of her heart that moment was enough to last her an eternity of rainy days.

She stopped walking and sat on a bench nearby. She is tired. She is sad, and she is tired.