"For years I have been floating in the breeze until you swept me away and showed me how wonderful it is to be alive."
-Shakiera Abrahams.

Song: Gone by NSYNC.

It's been so long since I've seen her. My heart calls for her, but I know she won't come. She has left me and I have left her. I didn't want to. I really didn't want to let go, but there were more important things than her and I.

Maybe we weren't meant to be. Maybe we aren't made for each other. Maybe everything got too overwhelming for her and that's why she left. If it had been normal circumstances, I would be mad at her for leaving, but I can't. I just wish we had more time together.

We might not be together now, but I've spent the best year of my life with her. She's unforgettable. In a time where she was mine and I was hers. She was my everything. She was my happiness, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow, but most of all she was my love.

She's the reason I became a writer. She's the reason for my success,but she is also the reason for this hole in my heart.

"Alaric!"I'm shaken back to reality by Amanda, my publisher.

"Hmm? Sorry I was just thinking."I say and look up at her. She stands with crossed arms over her chest and stares at me pointedly.

"God, you were so deep in thought! I arrived 10 minutes ago."She says exasperatedly.

"What is it?"I ask rushing straight to the point.

"Guess what I have?"She asks, her mood changing from annoyed to excited instantly.

"What?"I ask spinning my office chair around to follow her direction.

"I have the first 50 hard copies of your novel!"She squeals excitedly, and leans against the two brown boxes. Which I assume holds my books. A sudden rush of warmth crawls up inside me as I think about her. I'd say I wrote this book for her, but I would be lying. I wrote it for me, throughout the years after she left it became my coping mechanism. It's been 7 years since she has left. At the beginning it used to be little notes I wrote about how I felt. It was hard with her gone. Then I decided to put all my thoughts into a novel. It wasn't my idea to write a book, I just needed to be reminded of her and our memories. It's not like I could forget her, but she was all I could think about. She is all I can think about. It was Amanda's idea to get the book published. Amanda being the typical live wire that she is, stumbled upon my handwritten notes. She urged on for me to edit it, so that she could publish it. She was also mad at me for not telling her about it. Every night I would go back to the pages and read at least one page just to feel like I'm reliving the moments I had with her. I know, pathetic right?

"Hey! You wandered off again!"Amanda says pulling me from my thoughts once again.

"I swear, if you keep sitting here in this penthouse, all alone with your thoughts, staring out at the city,you'll be deranged!"She says completely exaggerating.

I sigh and stand up from my chair and walk towards her. I unseal one of the boxes and open it up.

I see the hard copies stacked neatly. I lift one copy up and run my hand over the Royal blue leather binding. This book holds my most precious memories. My eyes run over the title in Italic Bondoni font scripted 'Fall of the wind'. My gaze lowers down to my name in initials 'A.D Anderson'
(Alaric Dorran Anderson) in gold matching the title.

Publishing my first book never felt so overwhelming as it does with this one. I guess it's because now, an important part of my life is open to everyone around the world. Not only my life, but hers as well. Luna Graciela Santos. A woman I will never forget. A part of me hopes that she'll read it and want to come back,a bigger part of me doubts that I will ever see her again. Who knows where she is now? I just hope that she's happy. I hope she's receiving the happiness I couldn't give her.

"Go on open it up."Amanda says excitedly.

I flip the cover open and turn to the chapter where my life truly started...

Alex Saxon as Alaric Dorran Anderson.

A/N
I'll be adding a few songs from my playlist to this story, because music is a vital part of my life and I'd like to interpret that into this story.

Thanks for reading! 🌟