Strength to stand alone

               She stood alone in a gray haze. She felt a breeze but it was not the normal sound of wind she heard, instead voices filled the air, twisting and weaving around her. Some are echoes of her own thoughts, some the ideals of others pushing against her. Echoes of fear, doubt, hope and warning pounding into her as if hailing from the sky.  She missed the silence, the calm he awakened in her. She was struggling to remember why freedom seemed so important. No, it wasn't the freedom that was important but the truths he kept from her. He destroyed everything she thought she knew about him, all that she understood about their relationship. She couldn't understand how it could come to this. What did she do to make him lie? Had she driven him away somehow? How could she learn to trust him again? The woman so important to lie about and for was still around. She could not and would not ask or let him ruin a friendship built over ten years with this woman. Instead she let go of his hand, walked away from the calm which hadn't been so calm as of late, into the storm she now faced. She got a lot of support and encouragement from those who loved her. She’d smile and nod but could not begin to explain how she felt. Something they said was so great only left a bitter taste.