It's over.
A whole bunch of things are over. Cole and Phoebe's lives, for a start. And Phyre's. But also things like... like not knowing. Like being afraid. Like hating them.
Because I don't hate them. After everything they did... they were still my parents. I'm only just beginning to finally understand them, but the more I do understand, the more I see that they were people. Misguided, hurt people, yes, but still not evil, emotionless, sadistic things. They didn't have any control over the events that made them who they were, or at least not much. They made some bad choices, but after all, it is human nature to make mistakes.
So I forgive them.
Actually, I think I forgave them the moment Phoebe died. You could tell that they really loved each other. And anyone who can feel like that about another person... well, I can't help but forgive them.
I don't know if the others know how they feel about them though. I think they're just sad. It doesn't matter to them how Phyre died, she's still dead, after all. We've all cried at one time or another. Piper's taking it the worst. She says she's fine and tries to act normal, but I know she's not. I heard her crying in the bathroom this morning. The only time she's cried in public was at the funeral.
But, like she said, she will be fine. I'm sure of it.
Footsteps
Fading in the hallway
Sunshine
Coming through the window
Contentment
Finally achieved
Mother
Not lost, but found
Smiling
Following the light
Loving
Always
That's from the poem I read at Phoebe's funeral. I'd never let one other person hear one of my poems before, let alone a whole crowd of them. But somehow I just felt it was appropriate, even though the poem itself may not be that good I had a different one prepared, but then I decided to write one just for Phoebe. About Phoebe.
It's strange, to think that Cole and her are dead. They've been there my whole life, like a specter in the background, the inevitable confrontation with them looming over my future. And now, suddenly, it's not there anymore, it's over, I've gone past it.
For the first time in my life I have no idea what the future holds. It's a little daunting.
But also kind of exciting.
So I guess it's time to bury my demons. Not forget them, I couldn't do that even if I wanted to. But not let them rule my life.
It's time for me to make the decisions. What those decisions will be I don't know yet. I might go on to become the greatest witch of all time! Or a famous poetess. Or I might just settle down and raise a family. Maybe all three, we'll see.
It's just good to know that I've finally fulfilled
my destiny.
The End