Here's A Tale.

I'm going to be honest. I cried. I didn't even just cry when I left, I sobbed. She tried to hold my hand and make it better, which a little of it helped. I had literally hit a brick wall and there was no going around. So I cried my emotions till I was dry...and then I cried some more. We wondered for awhile till we got to the Anberlin concert. I tried to distract myself with the loud music. Letting it crank through me but it just wasn't allowing my mind to escape.

Then the riff opened and my eyes looked to the stage. My foot started to tap and my body to sway. I let it take me over and the memories flood my mind. He held the mic to the crowd and I screamed back "I just want one more chance to put my arms in fragile hands." Suddenly my scars feel exposed, I remembered the pain, the yelling, the fights. Then the song ended and suddenly a part of me fade. I felt lighter.

He riped those chords, "So let me get this straight...", again I song along. I screamed the words out. I had forgotten this song and how it helped all those days. It gave me hope in that dark time. I smiled while I sang, "We are who we were when, could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend." Then it ended. We screamed and cheered. Then a part faded again. I was feeling different.

We began to leave but that one song pulled us back, "Do you remember when we were first kids..." My eyes watered. The song of love, the song of our love. Could I hang it? So I tried. I let go of everything and was just being. I felt like that girl back in 10th grade. So young, confused, lost, yet madly in love. "I wanna be you're last, first kiss, that you'll ever have." I closed me eyes, I remember the memory of repeating that line in your ear. And after all that crying a single tear still remanded.

I walked out leaving a part of my heart at that concert. And I'm really okay with it.