Gone

Author's Note: This was written based off of a painting called "Le Blanc Seing" that Mrs. Reagles showed us one day. When I saw it thought of a lost, broken woman trying to find a way silence her thoughts and get over her loss.
I know he's not with us anymore...but I still feel him here. I felt his presence. I knew in my heart that he was among us. He would always come out here and ride to clear his head. I can see why now. It's beautiful with the light peeking through the trees, the branches swaying in the wind, the everlasting chirping of bird families. This forest is peaceful and serene. Optical illusions everywhere, keeping your mind on its feet. He loved it so much. It was his thinking place. It's just as he left it. I know someday a storm will come and wash away the memories from here, but right now he was all over. This is where he would forget everything. This is where he was happy. This is where he would be right now if he were still here. He gets all of those crazy thoughts here like moving to the city, becoming a lawyer.That's what  made me love him--his crazy thoughts and his free spirit. He always knew what to say, what to do, what to make of things. There's an emptiness that anly he could fill--and that's gone now. He's gone.