Do you remember when you used to tell me to always stay humble?
I've kept that advice close.
I try to stay humble, though you've given me plenty of reasons to feel that way.
Gosh,
I keep remembering, unable to stop missing you. You were so mature. You always knew where your life was going, your dreams, and your future plans.
Meanwhile, here I am.
Stuck. I'm just a simple high school student, still unsure about my life after college. What are my dreams? What goals do I want to achieve?
Looking back, it seems silly to have been so fixated on you and those romantic thoughts. Loving someone who couldn't love me back. Now I keep my distance from people, afraid of getting too attached.
And yet, I didn't realize how hard it would be to love you.
Today is May 2nd, my grandfather's birthday. Our place is full of guests and close friends. We're celebrating with a small party, an early dinner followed by drink sessions and lively conversations.
Some of our family members sing along to karaoke, while others catch up and share stories.
And here I am,
in our little kubo,
our favorite spot,
lost in thought with my phone.
Maybe seeing you again would make me happy.
You were invited, but you didn't come. Not even a hint of your presence,
just your cousins.
YOU ARE READING
hush now, little girl : a diary
Storie brevialmost a love story, destined to meet again, but this time, she vows to end the pain and erase all memories of a love once cherished