1st August 20XX,
10:30 a.m.,
Dear Diary,
Love…isn’t it funny how these four letters just affect everyone’s life… like imagine these four words turn everyone’s life into different experiences…we are welcomed with love into this world, grow up with it, and decide to share our love if we feel we’ve grown with a lot of affection or crave for it, depends from person to person with their own stories.
For me? I decided to collect it…I know sounds cheesy but that’s the truth or so what I’ve thought ever since I was a child, wouldn’t it be nice to shower the one for me with all my collected love over the years rather than spend it on someone who isn’t even guaranteed to be there in my life.
Today’s the day- the first step I take to spend all my saved-up love…yes today’s the day I get married, I’m so happy even though I haven’t talked to him much as our parents set us up but I can’t wait for us to slowly fall for each other, I’ll try my best to make him feel loved.
“I do”, and that was it, I have waited all my life for this moment as I lock my eyes into his ash-brown orbs, I gulp down my nervousness as I was taken aback by his stern yet eager gaze on my lips to hear that answer from my lips, my lips grew wide into an endearing smile as I gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
He smiled at me with a reassuring smile as he closed his eyes as if taking all the time in the world to take away all the pain from my voice and turn it into a spell of the promise of eternal love which he returns to me by leaning forward to our future by getting closer to me by pressing his lips softly against mine.
As we pulled away, I smiled at him but he looked at me with a sad expression on his face…is something troubling him...or is he…no way he didn’t want to…maybe he’s tired I won’t let my mind ruin my special day. I close my eyes as I hope our love makes us complete.
[NEXT DAY]
I wake up as the sun rays peeking from the curtains embrace me into their warmth, I turn around to wake my now-called husband to only be met with an empty bed…I walk downstairs rubbing my eyes to be met by Kai’s back and looking out the window, a smile formed on my face as an idea, creeps up in my mind. I take soft steps to approach him as I hug him from behind yelling, “Good Morning Love”.
My smile disappears as I feel pushed away from him as I drop to the floor and see his cold yet stern gaze upon me as I hear his coffee cup break in the distance. “Don’t you dare act like we’re a couple when you and I both know we’re only here because of our parents?” I gulp as I try to ignore what he said as I stutter and raise my voice, “I-If it’s about the coffee I can make another one please don’t say that, I just wanted to hug you…”.
He squatted down to reach my eye level as he lifted my chin and whispered, “If you want to make me happy…please stay out of my way and never call me by my name, we’re nothing but strangers who live in the house who live in the same house ok? I live on the lower floor and you live on the top, avoid crossing paths get it?”. He walks away to his room with his hands in his pockets as I hope to wake up any second from this dream, but after minutes I realize…. This is the reality my choices have led me up to.
What is love without challenges am I right? For the next few minutes, I tried to make my coffee special as I also tried to bake some cookies to lighten his mood, I decorated them in a tray and wrote a small apology note with doodles. I carried the tray to stand right in front of his room as I knocked on his door and kept the tray on the floor as I sprinted for my life to watch from the stairs.
He opened the door and saw my decorated tray on the floor- not changing his expression one bit- as he mumbled something and closed his door. So not even a thank you? Wow, talk about being rude am I right? Still, this is just the beginning he’s a tough challenger eh?
