To you who is reading this damn diary other than Abel Heilon.
How rude, you're invading my privacy.
Get lost.
- Genius beautiful owner.
(First name)(Lastname).
Sitting in front of a pond in a flowery field was a woman with (eye color) iris which was set on the canvas she was currently painting, her (hair color) iris tied into a simple low pony tail and even though there was already an umbrella that protected her from the sun, she still wore a white hat that matches her white dress.
She sat there in her own seat in her own world as she casually painted as if she had all the time in the world, because she does have. Then for a moment, she halted.
She halted and set down the pain brush she was currently holding as if she already knew what was coming.
Because she does know, hearing the footsteps across the field, she didn't even need to turn around as she was already warped in his arms from behind.
"Did you wait too long?"
It was a familiar deep voice that made her smile, her hand reaching out to hold the hands that were resting around her stomach.
"Hmmm, if I said I did. What would do to make up for my lost time?"
She said with a chuckle, obviously teasing him as she gave him a glance
"Well you could have gone ahead but you choose to wait for me, it's your fault too."
The white haired man spoke behind her, burying his face into her neck as she was almost tickled by his breath.
He missed this.
Damn it all, he missed you.
Just like that she chuckle, removing his hands around her, carefully standing up at turning around to face her lover properly.
"You're right. I was partly at fault too"
She smiled at him
Then her (eye color) iris met his pair of gray ones that was staring at her lovingly and longingly.
"But you're here now, so I suppose you're forgiven."
She spoke and then open up her arms
And he took that as in invitation to invade her space and hug her tight. Pulling his close in his arms as he breath on into her scent, and to get unconsciously tear up as he pull her face into his neck as his other hand warped around her waist as he put his chin on her shoulder.
Fuck, you're really here right behind him, back in his arms, alive and breathing.
"You waited."
He laugh, tears unconsciously roll down his cheek in happiness.
"For you, I would."
She laugh, patting him on his shoulder in some from of comfort.
"Did you live well?"
She asked, fingers running though his short white hair, looking when they were eighteen.
"I did, I suppose I did."
He smiled, kissing her shoulder
"Hmm? Really? Why do you sound unsure thought?"
You laugh, wanting to pull away from him but this guy just won't let you go and do your thing.
"Because I don't know if a life without you should be called well. But then I supposed living a life seeing how our daughter live on can be called well enough."
He replied and you can't help but to smile.
"That should be enough."
You encourage him.
"And I'm here now."
Once again, you pat him at the back, this time not daring to pry away from his arms but just comfortably settle in there.
There was nothing but moments of peaceful silence after that, just you in each others arms. As if he was trying to process it all, he just stood there with you in his arms and you just let him do that.
The part of him that died alongside with you that day finally became whole again. That being said, you were the hardest lesson he have to learn. And now that he has you back in his arms, in this after life.
The tears that aren't shed in that day, the tears that was suppressed that day were suddenly unleashed as he surprisingly let out a sigh of relief as tears unconsciously roll down his cheeks.
He was just so glad, so relieved and in love. He missed you so much, so fucking much that he wanted to die back when he was alive but he knew he can't do that, you wouldn't have want that.
So he lived the rest of his life knowing you're waiting for him, and with that same reason, he kept on living.
"I-.."
He unexpected sob as he hold on into you
"I love you."
You felt a shiver down your spine when you heard that. And a gentle breeze passed by, causing petals in the air as it was blown by the wind.
"Again?"
You asked, pulling him away from you as you hold him by his shoulder
Only then did you notice he was trying, and as your teary (eye color) iris met with those already crying gray ones.
"Again, say that again."
With a smile, he lean towards you, resting his forehead against you.
"I love you"
And then he kissed her. He kissed her passionately and with hunger, as if chasing after the times he have lost with you. And as your lips part ways, not even a minute after, it was you who pull him close for another kiss, with same passion and hunger.
"Again."
You pant, a cheeky smile on your face as you rest your forehead against his
"I love you."
He chuckle, giving you a peck on your lips as he smiled sheepishly at you
"I love you too."
You grin, cheeks tainted pink as you hug him tightly.
Now everything was back on the way as it was before, or maybe not, but surely even better than that.
Because you're finally back in his arms, you're finally within his reach where he could love you will all his heart. No more room for unsaid words and no more room for regrets.
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