Will I Make Her Happy?

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by gypsysays

by gypsysays

I woke up early.

I never wanted to be late in the office.

It was my daily routine. But today will be different.

As I walked pass the hallway I saw my best friend and gave him my resignation letter. He read it and I said I'm willing to help out so they could find somebody to replace me.

He was silent for few seconds. He walked few steps away from me while still holding my letter. And then, he said he won't accept it.

I was stunned. I never expected that kind of reaction but I can't blame him. Everyone knows me and her were not in good terms so whatever I'm deciding now must be temporary. But I have to prove to myself and to everyone that I am now deciding to leave, that I must be someplace else to upgrade or reboot myself.

So I packed some of my personal stuff from the office and one of my officemate noticed what I'm doing. She thought I'll be having a renovation. She tried to stop me as soon as she saw I'm leaving for good but I just went straight to the elevator.

Another officemate talked to me but at first she didn't notice what I've been carrying. But when she did notice, again I was asked the same question. But I just smiled at her then enter the elevator as soon as it opens.

While going to my car at the parking lot my phone rang. A woman's voice greeted me in an interrogated manner. She owns a bookstore and she sees me as one of her first customers. But I believe she'll do well even without me. I just can't help but laugh at the thought that women seemed to be concerned and was trying to get my attention.

I drove home. I reached my destination safely. But in less than ten minutes someone knocked on my door. I wasn't planning on opening my door because I'm so close to blurting out the question: Why can't everyone accept my decision?

I was prepared to see my best friend at my front door. He would probably drag me back to his office. But I won't let that happen. I'm actually prepared to any confrontation in case he now takes my action very seriously. But instead, I saw her.

Her, my ex-fiancée.

Her, who made me miserable and in love for a long time.

Her, who looked like a zombie.

She has a messy hair and she was wearing her eyeglasses which tried to cover her eye bags which were still obvious anyway. She was also wearing a sweatshirt and a pajama bottom.

Her first question was, "Why did you resign?"

"Right," I said sarcastically. "You're my boss and I'm your employee so technically it's your business to know where I am..."

To cut it short, I said everything that's been on my chest. Again.

Then she told me what had happened recently. I didn't know her dad was sent to the hospital. But what blown my mind was that she confirmed she read these letters to myself, or jumble of thoughts, or my crazy confessions about everything I felt about me or her or to our current situation.

How the hell did that happen?!

I didn't intend for this to be written as a manuscript that soon to be evaluated. But she did read it! And she and her father evaluated it. I didn't even expect to write this...

Then, I remembered before this day I had sent these emotional pieces of me to her father. And I didn't even consider the fact that I had shared too much. I mean... I was just trying to explain my side! Now I realize how dumb I was. It crossed my mind that I should've edited some words. I should've deleted some lines. But I didn't. I was like possessed while sending a fucking e-mail!

My brain shattered when she added that she and her father approved it. And that they're willing to publish it. I wanted to faint. I just didn't know how I manage to stand up and hear everything she's saying. But all of my senses were attuned to her as i hear her confess. All the while I was just hearing and contemplating on my side of the story. I didn't know that all the while she was falling for me again. I tried to defend myself so I won't feel bad for seeing her cry but she said...

"I love you, for real this time. What we had before already reached its end yet you came back and managed to make me hope that something could start again."

Those were the words I've been waiting to hear. And I can't believe it was being uttered. Everything seemed clear after that. I felt like I was as light as air but fully alive.