Mark's POV
It's been half a year since I'm married.
I married her-
A girl who I didn't love.
And it's also half a year since I break him into pieces.
The man I love.
I still memorize his eyes.
Those eyes of him burst into tears because of me.
The pain in his eyes was so vivid when I said those words to him.
I miss his smile.
His hugs,
His laugh,
His corny jokes,
His kisses that made me feel complete.
His my comfort when everyone left me.
All of those facets of him, I miss it.
For three years being with him, I know in myself that I love him.
That I'm into him.
I love him so much that I will do everything for him even it means losing him.
Because year ago, on our third anniversary, I found out that my ex-girlfriend wants him to be dead.
She hired an assassin to kill Migs.
But unfortunately, she didn't succeed.
Because I made a deal with her.
A deal that I will never forget.
A deal that made my life miserable.
And a deal that made the person I love question his worth.
In able for me to save Migs,
I made a promise to my ex-girlfriend that I'll marry her.
I will just marry her if she just stays away from Migs.
And she did her promise.
And now seeing Migs being happy, I know in myself that I made the right decision.
"Mark??"
I felt a butterfly in my stomach when he said my name.
I just look at him and smiled, "Migs..."
"What are you doing here?" He asked me.
"I'm just passing by and I saw you."
He just laughed at me.
"Fuck I miss those laughs," I whispered to myself.
"How are you Migs?" I asked him out of the blue.
"I'm fine... I guess. I'm doing better Mark since that day you choose her over me."
I felt pain over my body.
I just flashed a weak smiled at him.
"Sorry, Migs... I'm sorry for hurting you."
"I hated you so much, Mark! I hated you for hurting me but you know what? I hated myself more for trusting you!" He screamed at me.
I deserve all of this.
"But I just want to thank you, Mark. Thank you for letting me find someone better than you." He paused for a moment and continued, "And you want to know who's this someone I'm pertaining of?"
I just nodded.
"It's me, Mark. My better version "
I didn't know that my tears are already flowing down my cheeks.
"Do you still love me, Migs?" I know that I don't have a right to ask him those questions.
"I didn't stop loving you. Not even for a second. Even I hated you. I just learn how to love myself first."
Those words from him made me weak.
"Be happy, Mark because that's what I am doing right now." He said before he walks away from me.
He was only a few steps away when he turned his gaze to me.
I look at him cluelessly.
"W-why?" I faltered on my words.
"Nothing, I am thankful that you came into my life, Mark. Thank you for making me realize how important self-love is. If reincarnation does exist, I will choose you over and over and let my heart feel the same pain again."
And with that, he slowly vanished from my sight.
Sometimes for new leaves able to grow, old leaves must fall.
And that's what Migs did. He grow as a new version of himself because he learns how to love himself first. And that love will always be unparalleled.
And there, I cried a lot. I am so proud of him.
I'm a straight guy who fell in love with a bisexual,
A writer who didn't had a chance to write his own happy ending.
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