It only takes a minute to ask for someone's name, another minute to offer her an ice cream and ask if she's taken; a couple of minutes to understand and feel each other, and a minute to ask her out again some time. And from those first few minutes, you'll decide if you're willing to invest more of your time — hours, weeks, days, months, or even years. You will be lucky enough if you'll reach a number of years and counting. But life is not just about the continuously ticking of the clock, the number of months passed in a calendar, or the number of ice creams you treat her in every date; instead, it is understanding that life is full of irony.
It was summer when you started to get cold. It was on Easter Sunday when my heart died. It was just in a span of one minute when you ended the relationship that I thought would last. You left me broke and crying when you told me that it was over, when you once promised me that you'll never let me go. Our story was not like in the movies. We didn't have much plot twists. Ours was like an ice cream — full of irony.
Summer. It is during summer when ice creams are at peak. These are short-term refreshments, but will make you thirsty afterwards. It was the same thing for us. Just when I thought that we were at the peak of our relationship, you started to get thirsty for other things. You started looking somewhere else when I thought I was the only one you see. I realized that I was just never enough.
Cold. It is sweet and cold on the first taste. But its coolness will make you feel numb. You won't get the chance to taste the real sweetness of the flavor, not until it starts melting. Just like us. We started out so sweet and perfect. There were no signs of falling apart. But the longer it gets, the more you get colder. The heat in your eyes was starting to fade, and the spark was slowly vanishing. I started asking myself. Where did I go wrong? No matter how much I tried to work things out, I couldn't keep it from melting. We melted. And everything started coming back at me, like a flashback of everything good that has happened to us. I lost you. I lost the man that I have always thought would be my definition of forever.
Consume. We eat ice creams up to the last bite of the cone. We consume until there is no more. We loved each other, and pushed ourselves beyond our limits. What we thought was healthy became toxic. We tend to love each other more than how we loved ourselves. And now that the "us" was gone, we have nothing else left inside us. I am messed up.
Now, I hope that it only takes a minute to rebuild myself.
