• Farewell…

    by  • March 11, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    (Continuation of “Remember Me…”)

    I woke up with the heaviest heart, knowing that I have mere hours, minutes, even seconds left. I didn’t want us to part without me seeing you one last time.

    We talked, and talked, and thought about anything to talk about. It made me happy and I was blessed to have met you. It made me happy that this was His plan, for us to cross paths. I never tire of seeing your face, that genuine smile, that soothing voice. How can I not miss those that make you who you are?

    I thought life was being unfair. It felt like I could hear each ticking of the clock. Why can’t it go any slower? Why can’t it stop for a while? I wanted more time. I NEEDED more time. But I cannot decide my fate. We were destined to meet, nothing more.

    Minutes passed, it’s time to go. It wouldn’t be like me to tell you what I want to say. I’m not like that. I’m the type of person who keeps her mouth shut about her emotions. I’ve learned from the past, I don’t want to make any more mistakes. But deep inside me, I wanted to shout to the world about what I feel. I reminded myself that it would only widen the gap between you and I.

    I’ve verbally said my goodbyes, I thought that was enough. But…you surprised me. You embraced me and I was overwhelmed with happiness. I made sure I remembered how it felt like. It felt warm, it felt like- I can’t even put into words what I felt but all I can say is that, it was the best embrace I’ve ever had. I didn’t want to let go, and I wished you didn’t either. As you walked away and got to the other side, my eyes followed you. This would seem a bit cliché and all, but I wished that you would turn back and have one last look at me, to see if you even give a damn about me.

    I froze. I froze, because you did just that. Our eyes locked and my heart couldn’t help but beat faster than before. I gave you one last smile and one last goodbye before we parted ways.

    I wouldn’t automatically assume that you’d feel the same for me, that would just give me false hope. And even if you don’t feel the same way as I do for you, I would never stop loving you. Though a part of me wishes that you liked me at some point. But all that matters to me is that you won’t stop communicating with me, and more importantly, that you won’t forget me.

    So, this is where I end. I wish you all the best in life. Please, visit me again someday. And lastly, please remember me.

    Farewell, and…

    I love you.

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