☆The return☆

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I was met with the familiar pair of eyes again.The familiar smell of cigarettes and cologne mixed together that always caused me to feel some kind of nostalgia and a homey feeling.

The familiar attractive face that was invading my daydreams almost every day and night.

The familiar figure that gave me a comfortable feeling whenever he would hold me in his embrace,leaving sparks and fireworks explode in me.  

I was frozen,maybe because of the shock and disbelief of seeing him again.Perhaps his eyes had made the old innocent feelings come back like they have been on vacaion for years.Either way,I stayed frozen like an ice cube there.

The silence was suffocating.For a while,I thought he didn't recognize me,like I've been forgotten for years,and that felt like 100 knives making their way into my heart,injuring and destroying all the memories living inside of it.

He remained emotionless like I'm a stranger he lacks empathy for.I knew deep inside that that was his casual face expression but I couldn't help but feel hurt.Maybe I just thought that I was special,more special than anyone in his life...Even though it's impossible,I felt and heard my heart shatter into tiny pieces.

"Ophelia."He whispered,his voice soft,suddenly catching all the falling pieces of my heart and gluing them together.I've never heard him say my name before and momentarily,my name became the most important,even more than life itself.Him saying my name were like thousands of crystals,diamonds and rhinestones falling out of his mouth .It was just so...beautiful.

I couldn't hold it anymore,my body wasn't obeying me,and for the first time,I felt happy it didn't.

I held his body like my life depended on it,listening to his fast heartbeats like it's the most favorite song of mine.Crying my whole heart out,salty tears smearing into his shirt,but I didn't care...He was back.If I'd known that crying could get him back,I would cry oceans.

After seconds,I felt the same warmth I did when i first fell for him.He breathed out hesitantly,like he had been holding his breath for a long time.His arms surrounded me,holding me tighter than ever,almost like they were afraid to let me go as if I'll go away.The more we stayed like that,the closer we could ever be,the more I fell for him.

An undescribable feeling crept into me,like our souls had finally met one another and were being tied together.I took a moment to look up to his face,he looked peaceful,his face features shining under the moonlight.His dead eyes were alive again.i felt happy,lucky,anything that could describe the undescribable.


He let go of me and slowly pulled himself away,not letting go of my hand,but the disappointment and the old depressive state were visible on my face.

I tried looking into the dark brown eyes again,they were bright.The moment i looked into his eyes,I regretted doing it.The only thing visible on his face was not worry,but rather pity.I just couldn't let him fall into this pity party,so i tried to run away,as fast as my legs could take me.

But he held my arm tighter,probably making it bleed and stared at me intensely like he was trying to scold me.I felt like a helpless puppy asking for food from the cruelest people to ever exist.I tried reading him again,this time he avoided my eyes and glared at the floor,as if it was his worst enemy.

I looked at him and he was hiding an emotion I never thought he had.Hatred.Hatred not towards someone ordinary,hatred towards me. Me who he always loved and cared for .His action made me wonder if I did this to myself or not.If I filled the hatred cup myself,with my own hands.

Every small thing he ever did always had an huge effect on me.He was gentle and loving towards me,which always made me fall into another universe,another world,another life.I sometimes used to daydream about our perfect little life in the future.A life where we would ourselves,where it would be just me and him.A world where nobody tried to break us apart.A universe where our romance would be perfect and it couldn't easily turn into tragedy.

While I was into my daydreams again,he suddenly pulled me closer to him,his lips connecting to my forehead.The feeling of his lips took over the kiss,and I felt warm inside.

I was confused and flattered at the same time,thinking this is a goodbye hug,a goodbye kiss.He inhaled again and I knew he was going to say something.

I wish he said something nice.

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