Compilation of Nothingness

eternal love

I'm now lying in my bed, waiting for my last breath to come. I surprised the nurse who was checking on me by smiling. For that, she asked me why.

"I'll soon see her," I answered that made her more confused. But she chose not to speak her mind while I looked at the window. The angels were crying just like that day. Memories flooded me about my yesteryears when the lightning stroked. In a split of second, my eyes were misty.

It's been sixty years and yet, it was as if just happened yesterday. At seventeen, everyone still treated me like a boy. I never really mind it until she transferred in our school. The first time I laid my eyes on her, I knew she's the one, and that I fell in love with her.

She wasn't uncomely but she wasn't also the best-looking girl I've ever seen either. Her thin oval face was shaped by high cheek bones and generously spattered with freckles. Her eyes were green and an appealing dimple softened her angular chin. And the one everybody couldn't miss about her in the crowd was her red hair.

She wasn't like the other girls who love parties. Instead, she like quiet places and is fond of reading.

At first, seeing her already made my day complete. But I got greedy and wanted more than just seeing her. And so I gathered all my courage and confessed my feelings to her.

At the beggining of my courting, she avoided me like I ws some kind of disease. Of course, I was hurt. But it was my first love and that was something I want to tell my grandchildren when the time comes. And so, I continued my pursuit on her. I was persistent and didn't lose hope. Little by little, I saw the result of my hardwork as she let her guard down nd let me enter her world.

The biggest day came when she confessed that our feelings were mutual and that she's just playing hard-to-get.

The days I had spent with her were the happiest days of my life. I could forget everything when she's around like she's the only one that matters in this world. But fate really is cruel. He took her.

Sixty miserable years without her, and I'm finally coming to my end. The thought of dying doesn't really scare me. Instead, it relly makes me happy. Why? Because I knew, even if it was already in afterlife, I could see her, hold her in my arms and see her bewitching smile again.