The Craving of an Empty Canvas (#WritersPrompt)

Chapter 2

Couple of days had passed, yet it seems like the sorrow was still here. I was sitting outside the building with a paint brush in my right hand and a palette in the other. It was like my daily routine every morning.

It was better to be here outside, than staying inside. It was nice feeling the freshness of the air, the radiant of the sun, the bright color of trees, the chirping birds...

It just made you feel alive.

"Dalia, can you take me to my house?" I asked her.

"Sure ma'am."

After I've finished my painting, we arrived at my old house. It looked like an abandoned house, maybe because it is. We went inside and nothing has change. Things are still in place since I left.

"Ma'am, is this him?" I nodded. "Omg! He is so cute." I smiled. Yes he is... the most gorgeous man who had entered my world. He was the best part of my life.

Dalia scanned the picture frames until her eyes landed at the last picture. "Uhhh! You two looked so adorable here. I'm jealous." She held the frame and gave it to me.

I looked at all the picture frames and most of these were our picture together fulled of bliss.

I noticed that she was already crying. "Oh Dalia, why are you crying?"

"Because you two were the perfect couple I laid my eyes on. When I saw that picture, I really saw and felt the loved you had for each other." She paused. "I couldn't helped it, it was too overwhelming."

"I wish I could find that kind of love too. I wish there's someone who could love me."

"How old are you again?"

"26."

"Dalia, you know, you can't find love. Let love finds you. The very best thing to do is to wait." I paused, then I added, "And love wasn't just measured by those good looking man. Look around, you have friends and family that love you. You are loved."

Family. I miss my family.

"Thank you ma'am. You're the best patient I've handle so far." She laughed and gave me a genuine smile that made me forget about the thought.

"Oh Dalia, you're like a daughter to me now."

It was very nice to be in my own house again, all the happy memories kept flashing back in my head.

There was no better place for me than home... And that inn. I hate it that I won't be able to go there, it was way too far from here.

I told Dalia to take me outside the house. I want to see that thing again.

"Wow ma'am, you never told me you have a garden here."

"Yes. The sight of them was a relished. To converse with the flowers and nature were very therapeutic.

"But wait, how come they seemed fresh when there was no one living here." She asked.

"My daughter was taking care of this."

"Speaking of your daughter ma'am, where are they? It has been months since their last visit.

"Maybe they were busy, they have their own family now. I'm not their priority anymore." I told her but the sadness in my voice was still evident.

"Oh ma'am." She gave me sympathy and I appreciate that. I'm lucky that she was my caregiver, she has a kind heart.

I was surprised that she noticed the swing and sat there even if it looks like it would collapse any minute.

"Did you know that that swing you are sitting right now has a centimental value."

Oh. The swing

I don't feel any regret for what I had done. I don't regret all my deeds. It was a lifetime experienced that we must treasure the most. Something fun. Something risky. Something wild. It was the swing that reminds me of my actions. I see this as a representation of my life.

"It's your choice if you want to sit on that swing. But we know that if we sat on it we would feel the calmness of the surroundings, the peacefulness of life we were looking for, because it sways gradually like a wind. But, what we all don't know is why most of the kids love to play on a swing. It was just a swing." I paused and added.

"Because they are looking for fun and excitement."

"What was exciting about a swing?" She asked.

"When you look at it first, you see nothing but a swing, an ordinary swing. But, when you sat there and started swinging it by your feet, you wouldn't notice that you're doing it in an escalation. And that's the moment that you will feel the fun, the excitement.

Just be careful not to fall, because once you fall you're going to be afraid of taking the risk, again."

And there is one thing that I won't really forget in the swing, a special someone, a very special someone.

He was the one who made my life upside down. He was an all in one. Whenever I was sad, lonely, miserable or confuse, he was the one I always went for comfort. He was great at making me feel better. Yet, he was also great at making me worse. And that made me fall for him, deeply. He gave me strange feelings.

He was the reason why I became a beauty queen.

He was the reason for everything.