(Sequel to 'The Flaws In Us' and 'your point of view')
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As I thought... he's upset.
"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to be dumb.
He huffed. "Being an angry caterpillar,"
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When love was in his hands, Kai was assured that everything would be...
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Kai
One Month Later
Eight years...
For eight years I have been in this relationship, I just know that I could only love Stan more than anyone else. It just pains me to even think about it and yet... here I was thinking about what has been done over and over again for the rest of my weeks. I never bothered to even change my relationship status or change the wallpaper of my phone that was a picture of me and him. While he... changed everything from his status... to the profile picture that he used... all the photos of us in social media - all the traces of us dissipated from being known anymore.
I have been acting like Armageddon, and it was interrupting the people at work, my work and my life as a whole. Dad has taken a decision to just put me into a month off from work, but I felt like I needed more. I still remember his words, they sounded so angry, yet he was being considerate of my feelings.
"Kai, I can't have you tearing around in the company like a widow in despair. You have to understand how you would act at work. Therefore, I'm giving you one month off, so you can think and take care of yourself... and please, Kai. Don't go too hard on yourself. Stan's gone, and you need to move forward,"
To say that I needed to move on was just so easy for someone who doesn't fit my shoe size. I can't blame dad though. He had been seeing me facing that same rough time back when I was seventeen but that wasn't even from a breakup. This time, it was real, and I even heard the words myself and how it was being repeated inside my head like a broken record player.
What even happened?
I sighed with my eyes close. My body lying blandly on the soft matters of our bed like I was a dead body floating on the wide sea, and it felt lonely in it. Even when it was a house given by him, I still felt guilty to even be here and live my life as he wants me too.
"Just... forget about me and move on,"
How can I even forget and move on when his shadow... his silhouette was lurking around the house and I still think that he's here. Why can't even move on and forget? There was an easy answer to that.
From when we were high school students to the years we were apart... to the amazing three years I had with him and to this one month. All those journeys that I wanted which then involves him was coming to an end of what seemed like the worst ending to a film ever.
It was so natural for us being together, and I even realize that since the first day we met. Like how easy it is for us to throw words to each other and never cared about being polite or be friends. We know so well that we would become a couple. A lover that started on smooth lanes then went onto bumpy roads that lead us to a path brighter for us to walk.
