Remember Our Love

Chapter 4: Why does love exist?

Laura's P.O.V.

I was walking to this small chapel which was right across from the clubhouse. If you are asking, I don't have a car. I don't have enough money to buy one. Ever since both of my parent's death, I needed a job to have enough money to survive. My grandparents don't even think of me as family anymore so they won't do anything to support me. They blamed me for my parent's death and disowned me. What kind of family does that? I haven't spoken or even contacted them for 5 years.

Ever since, I've tried to work and was fortunate to find a job. I earned enough money from the job to keep my old house and to get my needs like water, food, etc. I work as a cashier at a cafe near a library called Mel's coffee house. This job is enough to pay my bills. I want to get a new job that pays more but people don't want to hire me because I didn't go to college and also due to the lack of experience.

Anyways the reason why I'm in this chapel is because when I didn't have anyone, the pastor of this church is a good friend of my family and he lets me visit here sometimes. I asked him if I could come here but he's out of the country. Fro me, this church isn't just a house of worship or prayer. This building is a house of memories. My mom and dad got married here and I got baptized here.

It's a good thing that I have a spare key to this place. It looks like this is a break-in but this is not exactly a crime because he told me I could just open it if I want to pray or just let every bottled emotion out. Based from my personality, I don't look like a person who would pray but it's the only way wherein I could express myself and no one is listening except God.

I open the doors of the church and close it gently. I slowly approach the alter where the priest usually is when a mass is happening. I see the small statue where Jesus is nailed to the cross. I kneel at the center and start crying uncontrollably.

"I miss you, Mom and Dad." I say. It's the only sentence I can say before I drown myself in my own tears. I kneel there and cry for about 5 minutes until I get up and stand. I look at the piano there. When I was a kid, I used to play for the mass. They always said that I was excellent when it came to music but I never thought that it was true.

I slowly approach it and sit on the bench. The piano was already open so someone has been here and must've forgotten to close it. I graze my fingertips over the keys. I close my eyes and breathe in and out. I let my hands do their work. I would look at my hands playing the keys but I'm just too lost in the moment. Playing a familiar melody made me realize that I was playing my own song. I made this song the day after Jack left.

I never understood how the world works
Why do you need a melody to a harmony?
Why do you need a person to make your life complete?
Why do you need a shoe to walk?
If you want to know the time, why do you need a clock?
Why do you need a key for a lock?
Why do you need a shoulder to cry on?
Why do you birds travel in flocks?
Why do you need a person to rely on

I never understood these thing in life,
you can count love to the list

Why do you need love to exist?
Why do I have so many questions in my head,
Can you answer this?
Why do you need a soul mate
In order to be happy?
Why does love exist if there's also heartbreak?
Oh, why does love exist?

Why do you need a smile to show that you're happy?
Why do you need a sad face to show that you're frowning?
Why do you need to tell the truth if you can pretend?
Why do you need a cover when it's raining?
Why do people leave you alone?
Why do you need friends when you're okay on your own?
Why do you need a bed to sleep?
Why do you need a grave to rest in peace?

Why do you need love to exist?
Why do I have so many questions in my head,
Can you answer this?
Why do you need a soul mate
In order to be happy?
Why does love exist if there's also heartbreak?
Oh, why does love exist?