I call him a longing scavenger, the rain comes when there is no longer a place to anchor a doubtful heart. I don't know why every time I try to forget, the rain always comes. As if he knew that I was contemplating in a sad heart.
The sound of the wind made me uncomfortable in the room. I tried as hard as I could to close my eyes and forget everything that was there but it was in vain. For a moment I ran from the soft mattress, my soul struggled to stand upright in front of the bedroom window and enjoy the wind and the gentle rain. Warm hugs seem to haunt me right now.
My fortune-telling is far away... I didn't realize the edge of the wind made the rain wet my eyes. My feelings are getting erratic. It's like a very powerful active memory player. Everything that had been recorded in the soul's memory began to appear again.
I remember a prince that I once made the incarnation of the heart I love very much. He who always gives me a warm hug and all his affection for me.
I still remember it clearly, when he and I passed at the bus stop in front of the campus at that time. There it became a historical place that trapped us among the falling rain. He started the conversation awkwardly, with a stuttering tone he tried to greet me gently. I was embarrassed when he gave me a sweet smile tugging from the corners of his lips.
"May I stand beside you?" This sentence is the opening sentence for greeting each other. "Of course you can.."
I said nimbly. I let him stand next to me. He also understood that I gave him the opportunity to greet me without hesitation. About 30 minutes we stood side by side at the bus stop, we talked about many things. Starting from just acquaintances until we finally exchanged contacts.
Without realizing it now the rain has started to subside. And the mini bus was standing right in front of me. I walked away quietly and ended a brief meeting. "I'll go first," and immediately swung my feet towards the mini bus parked in front of me. He was still waiting for the next bus. Because we happen to be not in the same direction in terms of where to live.
All the way home I couldn't stop smiling to myself remembering the brief but memorable incident in my heart. Starting from that day my life became more colorful, the meeting did not end there. He often texts me via Whatsapp and asks how I'm doing.
We have had a good relationship with him for almost a month. He often invites me to travel on holidays. We are very close and know each other very well.
Without realizing it he and I were already in a serious relationship. Love and care for each other during the initial introduction until that second. My days are very pleasant, there is no day without joy when I am beside him.
The happiness continues, every day a smile never breaks from my sweet lips. Always smile what else when you enter a Whatsapp notification from him. His heart pounded erratically when he met his two glazed eyes. It keeps making me nervous and awkward.
After being in a relationship for more than 6 months, I finally had to accept the harsh reality. He will leave this city, and say goodbye to go. Sobs and ended up stopping when I met him at the airport to let him go.
This is very painful and I really don't understand why there should be a meeting if it ends up like this. I cried non-stop when he wanted to leave. Sunggu did not understand myself when he was no longer in my life.
The day after his departure everything seemed to be bored. There is no passion to see the world. Seakam just wants to be in the room all day. That's a very painful impression that until now I can not accept.
Not a single message from him anymore. The WhatsApp notification that often rings is now silent without any news. Only sweet memories of him remain. But that can't make me forget about him. Even to this day, I still haven't accepted him leaving my life.
That's the reason I love it when it rains. At least I can replay the memory carefully even in his absence.
interesting writing, his imagination is enough to make us all laugh to ourselves when reading it.