WEP - April, Love and Peace
OK, so I've really struggled with this theme. It's very much a "happy" theme, and I'm not a "happy" writer - I'm trying not to think too much about what this means about me! Anyway, I almost gave up, but I was determined to put something up, so here it is.
Peace and Love
If you could give your life to create peace, would you do it?
I look at my friends around me. He was standing to my right, the usual calm, almost bored expression on his face. I was one of the only ones who could see through the mask. He knew we wouldn’t make it through this, and yet he stayed by my side, ready to fight to the death. She was on my other side, as always, that fierce look on her face. She never did know when to back down, just like me. I suppose we were a good match.
I guess I’ll never find out for sure.
I step forward, towards the approaching army. The leader sees my movement, and smiles, curious. He’s not worried.
He should be.
I take another step forward. My friends move with me, but I gesture for them to stay back. Confusion and uncertainty breaks through their cool facades.
“I love you guys,” I say. They’ll never know how much.
That’s all it comes down to, in the end. Peace and love, love and peace. A tear rolls down my cheek, but I suppose I should think myself lucky. I shouldn’t exist in the first place; it’s the least I can do to give my life to create peace for others. Maybe it'll also bring peace for me; you can't doubt your existence if you don't exist.
It doesn’t make what I have to do any easier. I take one more step, one more breath.
I suppose the real question is, if you could give your life to create peace, why would you not?
I let go.