Our meeting was pure happenstance. Now, I’m here all alone in a quiet pocket of time, a place where I have reached total solitude. I can think of our thousand happy memories together, but the thoughts died before taking shape. Time will tell how much I love you. Yet time also taught us that everyone has to say goodbye sooner or later. What a cliché. She had me. The feeling was so ugly, so alien. I could say that she cast a spell on me, but like love, happy endings are only for fairy tales.
Love
Dubious
A perverted stare studied her curves, imagining touching her inch by inch, part by part. That expression in her lovely eyes. Everything seems surreal just looking at her. Incredible. His mortal lips long to kiss her everywhere.
Hesitant to approach her, he realizes that he is in love, truly, madly in love. He simply wants to be with her every night and day, driven by motives both good and bad. For love is no accident, and a smile is the beginning of every love story.
Will he confess his love, or will he deny it again? “Destiny will still find a way through doubts,” he said. He will wait for the perfect moment. Dubious, he then asks himself, “For how long?”
Tales of anguish and bitterness
I wish I wasn’t so foolish to fall in love with her. I’m just a simple boy, incapable of understanding, very unworthy of her. A confused boy who tried to set the differences between fairy tales and reality, then failed afterward.
I believed that our souls were fatefully intertwined, that we were destined to be. She’s the only one. She’s my true karma, someone I can’t read, someone I can’t have. She accidentally made me insecure, wherein I’m trapped by the things I can make, by the things I can create, by the things I can achieve.
There are times wherein you don’t know what to do next. that happened to me when she left. I had no plans, had nothing to lose. All I could think of was her. Truth is, I don’t want to write about her anymore. I know for a fact that she’d love to hear that I’ve finally moved on, but what can I do? I’m just a writer who selfishly writes about what I truly feel. Writing since the day our paths crossed, when I found true love through her, to the day we made our promises, to our first fight, and when she finally left, to the day I painfully accepted defeat. After that, all posts are hopeless romantic ones. Each entry contains facts, posted a little late. Each entry contains sad memories of us. Each contains true love that I want to constantly prove to her.
Months passed, every morning became another heartache, every cold night got me wishing we were still talking on the phone like before, to the day I became numb to the pain, to this day I’m still reminiscing about our almost happily ever after. Funny thing is, she just hates me for not giving up on her. Now I can’t believe that she won’t talk to me. I tried everything. I did everything. I miss the love that was almost there, almost there, and then suddenly without any warning my Cinderella was gone.
What am I blabbering about? Maybe my mind is playing tricks on me, and these are rubbish tales of anguish and bitterness. I loved you, I love you, and I will always love you.
PS: Happy Birthday to me
Smile
It was the kind of smile that could have meant anything, or more likely, nothing at all, that ingenious smile that she had. The ability to manipulate the people around her came easily. She had a spark in her eyes that could break anyone’s attention. The more you stare into her brown eyes, the deeper you fall into her world. You’ll see her as if she glows, lit from within. Everyone likes her; we all do. The worst part is, I’m in love with her, loved her as fully as a man could.
In love again
The sun sinks into the dark abyss
As a hollow night engulfs the world.
A bitter defeat, a quiet death
Like blood-red ink pouring onto the page.
Spilling bitter words from deep within,
Tracing scars across his broken heart.
Yet your light awakened new desires.
Dazzled by thoughts of you,
Caught entirely off guard by your smile,
He is terrified, yet helpless to stop.
Quite by accident, he has fallen in love again.
