A Love like Weather?

Spring 1

The day the lord created hope was probably the same day he created spring. 

Winter's coldness hit me late this year, its beginning was warmer than sunshine, its middle was relaxing and exciting like a music box, but its end was coldly announcing the beginning of a spring that I felt colder than icy winter.

I was contemplating the green leaves that held some dew drops so delicately. Flowers were blooming one after another announcing to the cold city of Seoul that winter has officially ended. Birds were singing and dancing in the air, I saw them flirting and glared at them.

"You're jealous ... of birds." I sensed sarcasm in Eun Ji's tone and I rolled my eyes; she saw my drafting spirit and tried ever since digging what was wrong. "Why should I?" I looked at my desk pretending to be busy.

"Let's have a drink tonight." I was about to argue. "Just you and I." I caught concern in her gaze, I nodded and she left me alone.

"So what was it about?" She made me drink almost a bottle of Soju and started her interrogation. I didn't care anymore; I just wanted someone to share my burden with.

"You remember the school teacher you thought he was hot?" She hid her mouth with her palm. "You didn't." I nodded.

"Well, everything was perfect like a fairytale. But I was so stupid to let him down." I told her my story; she paid attention to everything and kept silent for a few moments after I was done.

"I would have done the same." My eyes shot open. "He's a nice guy, and it doesn't mean you're not to blame. But you were in a state that blurred your logic." I nodded feeling somehow better.

"Did he try to contact you after that night?" I nodded looking down. "You rejected his calls!"

We kept silent for more time, drinking another cup of Soju. "I think you should make the first move." She said. "But how?" She blinked. "You have his number, his address ... I don't know, his friend?"

"It's easier to just give up." Her jaw dropped. "Quitter," she called me. "You're choosing the easy way." I looked away, admitting what she said was true.

"Don't wait until it's too late to tell someone how much you love, how much you care." I turned to her; she was talking so softly, every word held a huge amount of sorrow. "Because when they're gone, no matter how loud you shout and cry ... they won't hear you anymore." It hit me; it hit me harder and pierced through my soul, waking me up to the cruel truth.

The next day, I called him. She stood by my side to help me, but with many tries, his number was reported out of service. She urged me to visit his apart the evening and offered to accompany me.

I knocked for a couple of times but nothing. The neighborhood next door opened his door, an old man with a can. "You're looking for the young man who used to live here?" He asked, I looked at Eun Ji.

"Who used to live here? Did he move?" Eun Ji asked, I was at loss of words. "Two weeks ago he knocked on my door to bid me farewell."

"Is there a way to contact him? Do you know where he moved? No, is he still working in that school?" Eun Ji put her hands on my arms to calm me down. "I don't know miss. He is such a nice man; don't let him split from your hands."

We went the next day to his school, the supervisor told us he took a break this year, he'll probably be back the next year.

"Well, you should wait for him if you really care about him." Eun Ji consoled me by taking me to a bar, this girl seriously wanted to make me an alcoholic!