Author's note: Umm hi guys! i'd like to apologize beforehand. Sorry for my wrong grammar and mixed up verb tenses. It just so happen that i didn't have a chance to edit this one. Please bear with me.
Any comments will greatly be appreciated. Hope you like it. Thanks in advance and God bless!
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My usual day begins with a book but days hadn't been usual when I met you one day.That day, when you suddenly jumped in front of me and surprised me with a piece of candy. How childish but that made me smile. You got the charm, the smile and i won’t deny, you also got my heart. For months we stayed like that..always.
You’ll sit beside me and start blabbing your never changing stories which I memorize anyway. All I’d say is, “Here we go again.” ,but you’ll just smile and pretend not to hear a thing. So sometimes, I do what you do: pretend not to listen. Then you’ll pick up a fight and pinch me on the cheeks when I’m pissed off. And when you are tired of doing so, you’ll sent me home and let me walk alone. And it's kinda funny cause until now, you don’t know I notice you following me.
All these times.
You have been treating me well ever since and I’m pretty sure you’re someone special. But what am I to you? I never know. I want to but I'm afraid to hear your thoughts. Cause I got a gut feeling that it wasn’t me anyway. Then one day you hugged me. I was shocked and yet I hugged you back. I cant hide my apprehension that time so I asked you why but you just answered me with a smile. I repeatedly asked you the same question until you gave in. It was about this girl who finally said ‘yes’ on courting her. In my head I know that it wasn’t me but my heart wanted to feel that it was I.I smiled bitterly hoping you didn’t notice the pain.
For months you relentlessly pursued her, giving her flowers, teddy bears and Ferreros. I’ve even seen you once almost covered with bruises. As expected, it was her..no, it was for her. On those days you spent with her, I may have cried an ocean and yet you’ll never know. How dumb am I to fall for an insensitive guy? A friend once told me not to fall in love..for those who did, have been broken. Guess I am.
And the lucky girl? I don’t have any idea who she is. If she’s beautiful, smart, rich..i don’t have any clue. But she must have been blind. Too blind not to see a guy ready to kick butts for her. Months and months have passed. One year. One year of heartache. Every night I dreamt of you knocking at my door, holding a flower...smiling at me but on that night all I had is a teary eyed guy who had just been dumped by a girl.
I should be happy right? But no, I wasn’t. It was even more painful to see the only guy you love crying over an unrequited love. Just like I do. And all I could do is to hug you and offer you my ears…
Days.
Weeks. Before you got yourself fixed. Though you barely smile, at least you started to talk. When you asked me out, that was my happiest moment. Being a rebound? Who cares? All I want is to bring back the old you and that’s the only thing I had in mind.
You picked me up at my dorm and reluctantly held my hand as we walk down the street. I cant help myself from smiling. I glanced at you for a moment. But you suddenly stopped walking as you stared blankly into something in front. I felt anxious thinking that I’ve annoyed you that much by doing so.
You frown. Your coldness even became colder.
I followed your gaze and I saw a girl a few steps away. Then it hit me. It was her. The girl who made you smile for a while. The topic of our every conversation. The reason for your tears. The person who made it hard for you. The ones I felt envious of..
Same eyes.
Same figure.
Same face as mine. The one who caused bitterness in my heart….
…….my twin sister.
I never knew. How could I? For years I’ve never seen her. She’s with dad and I’m with mom. I felt like crying... Screaming but I just can’t. I’m badly hurt and broken when I faced you. I took a deep breath got the courage to say, “Can it just be me?”.
Our eyes met and the moment I saw you staring at me, is the same moment I realized its not me. Cause with those regretful eyes, you finally said, “ I’m sorry I can’t love you back.” And you left me.
Plok.
Plok.
Plok.
I’m crying..desperately. And sheeshh.. It started raining. I called out her name and ran towards her. We are now face to face.
“What are you doing outside? You’re drench.” she said as she shared her umbrella with me.
I hugged her tightly without caring if she’s going to be wet.
“So its you.”
“Yeah. Its me.”
