Humans. Mundane? We mask in mirth, put up a facade,yet that facade is for ourselves. We cheat ourselves and portray our thoughts, our desires as the truth, but is it? Our imagination places the cards on the table reigning triumphant over our gulli...
She wandered in a small park, perched herself on an old wooden bench and stared at her surroundings.
A small kid who ran around in circles continued to scream, while families disagreed as to where they should have their picnic. Teenagers were hesitant to go on the swings, while middle aged people tried to catch their breath after a long jog.
But among all that she observed, a familiar face caught her eye.
It was him.
The boy she left.
They both exchanged smiles as he clumsily lumbered towards her. He wore his usual Barcelona jersey with baggy jeans while his disheveled hair fell onto his eyes.
Wow. He hasn't changed the slightest, she thought to herself.
He sat near her on the bench. And simply stared at her with a cheeky smile and she did the same, until he broke the silence and asked how she has been.
" I'm actually doing well. What about you?"
" Yup, I'm good. Same old. But (y/n)."
"What?"
"Why'd you do it? Why did you leave me all those months ago?"
Her head fell into her hands in exasperation as to what should she say. She didn't know the answer herself.
"I'm sorry but I still need an answer, (y/n)."
"I know. It's just that I don't know what to say. At that time, my mind was a chaos of constellations of stars and you were like a star being born into the galaxy. My mind was the ocean filled with shipwrecks, high tides and people drowning. But it was I who drowned each day. You were a pond that people would come and sit nearby without the fear of getting hurt. And that's why I left you. Because I was afraid. I was scared that my toxic mind would corrupt you. So I left so you would find love in someone better. And love them. Someone you deserve. Because, I was too early to love you and you were too late to love me," she blurted out with a sore smile with her eyes fixated on him.
He felt hurt after hearing the truth while his glossy eyes blinked the tears away. Instead he put his hand in her's while she rested on his shoulder.
"You know after all this time, I thought I was over you but meeting you now feels like I've fallen all over again. I missed you."
"I know. I feel the same but I don't know. I feel lighter and better that I've told you about why I left."
"I'm glad that you told me truth. You're right, I feel better now."
"So we may not love each other but we'll be okay."
"Well, we made it through everything, right (y/n)? Maybe we'll meet again when we're older and less hectic."
"Who knows, I'll be right for you and you may be right for me. But for now, I think we're still on a journey. A journey to find ourselves."
They both smiled at each other in contentment and wiped away the tears. But this time, they didn't cry in melancholy. Instead, their tears fell in happiness and satisfaction as they promised each other that they would be okay.
They hugged each other like the beach embraces the soft sand on the shore. And they both went their separate ways. Because now, they didn't need to fall in love or find the right partner who they're going to travel the world with or go become a billionaire. Instead both of them would begin to learn to love and accept themselves for who they are.
Well aren't we all?
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Well guys, this is the epilogue.
Finally got this published!
This story is firstly, not A LOVE STORY.
It's a simple short story which portrays love that is so self-consuming like obstacles that we face in life like depression, eating disorders, anxiety, family and school issues and so on and so forth.
This story is the first thing I've ever written, thus it means a lot to me if you'll would vote and give your feedback.I might improve the story and the description (which is really shitty) later but for now this is it :)
"A Friend, a Lover, a Foe" is a reminder that all your anxieties and apprehensions are simply thoughts that are in your head and do not exist just like an illusion.
And this is also the main reason as to why this story explores more poetry than substance. So I hope this story appealed to all readers.
And if you'll ever want to speak, I'm just a message away :)
