Have you felt something that already in your hands, slipped away? And that’s how I feel right now. I am standing under a shade of a tree. The feeling of anger is erupting under my skin. The sorrow kills me from within. I barely stand.
Then, somebody hug me from behind. I could smell the scent of roses. The perfume that, she always wear. For a sec, I lost myself. I turn around and hug her back without being told.
“I know you would need someone to hug” she said in lowered voice. My body is no longer under my control. I guess that’s really what I need. A hug .but then, something jolts me. She wasn’t the girl I expect her to be. I’d push her away. Look into her brown eyes. She’s for real. It’s not a dream.
She came at me. Pressed her lips on my cheek and tell me that everything is going to be okay. I sighed. Walk away without saying a word to her.
I wasn’t thinking bout her. I’m thinking bout the girl I once loved but now stabbing me from the back. The wound is bleeding hard. Our love story was sweet but I never expect it to end with bitterness.
I’d once be the Romeo and she’s the Juliet. I’d once be the prince charming and she’s the Cinderella. I guess fairytales doesn’t happen in true life. But I do believe in love.
I throw myself on the bed. Flash back every second of my life with her. The moment we started, the moment she left me and the moment she’d betray me.
[a bit part of my novel that i have been working on, wish me luck]
