Day 23: When does the moon cry? (The Sweetest Mistake) by Tiffany Jane Tec

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Ridiculous it may be, but I did fall in love with her. Those words echoed to my mind. It was like someone was trying to hummer up my heart then stabbed it with a syringe full of poisonous venom, then throwing it in the pile of garbage across the city of nowhere. 

It hurts, a lot. 

I was currently fixing up my things at my dormitory ‘coz this would be my last day here. After doing my clothes, I choose to get my old books, which bring back all my memories of him. Damn. I don’t think I can keep this up, its really causing me a lot of pain this days.

Ridiculous it may be, but I did fall in love with her.

Those words came back again and its haunting my mind. Calming myself down, I sat to the green mini sun-couch he bought me last year, this is where we used to cuddle, make-out, and even talk all through the night. I went to the cabinet to get my things so I can officially get away here. 

"Summer, you don’t have to do this" I was taken aback when I heard his voice from behind. I knew he was there. I knew it. I can smell his sweet perfume that were roaming around the room. It was.. loving and mellow. It was like him. 

"You know I need to do this Brylle" I didn’t turn my back to see him ‘coz I know the pain wouldn’t ease up or lessen a bit. All I know is I’m hurt and lost and I want to hug him and cry right now. Yet, I can’t do it anymore. 

"Summer please… " Those words felt like a pang digging to my skin. I can’t eventually look at him in the eyes ‘coz everything would go back and I just… can’t do it anymore.

"Brylle…go…leave me alone" if it wasn’t for the fact that everything would just messed up if I would kiss him, then I would literally do it right now. He’s in my back but I missed him. So much.

I didn’t hear any footsteps going away and knowing that he’s still standing in my back. But I did felt his arms wrap around my waist and his chin were buried in my shoulder. 

"Brylle" 

"I’m sorry, it’s my fault I know… I’m sorry" 

And that’s when I can’t take it anymore. I cried, hard. He stayed still and so was I. I just wished that the time would freeze and we can stay like this forever but I know we can’t. He can’t. I can’t, anymore.

9pm. I was standing outside the bus station waiting for a bus. All my bags were near me. I was wearing a gray hoodie and skinny jeans matching my gray boots. My hair was put in a high messy bun. 

I caught a glimpse of the moon. 

My lips curved into a smile. The moon was crying. And I can’t help him wash those tears away. Even if I wan’t to, I just can’t. Just like me, no one can wipe my tears away ‘coz the man I love were going to get married tomorrow…to my sister. 

No, it wasn’t an arrange marriage. No, it wasn’t because they got drunk then she got my sister pregnant. No, it wasn’t because they fell in love. 

It’s because…

I fell in love.

I fell in love with my sister’s fiancee.

And when everyone found out about this, they didn’t want me to be there anymore. He cheated to my sister who loves me more than anything. She just loves him so much that she still accepted him.

You know what hurts the most? He chooses my sister over me yet I’m the one that he really fell in love with. Then I realize,

I am a mistake.

A mistake you never wanted to commit. His words once again flowed in my mind. Ridiculous it may be, but I did fall in love with her. 

Those words were exactly the words he said to my sister. And I was beside him. 

Cliche it may be but.. that “Us Against The World” won’t be my theme anymore.  

Do you know exactly when does the moon cry? 

It’s when you know that falling in love is a mistake. Then no one would come after you, no one would comfort you anymore. That’s why the moon is crying, ‘coz they can’t do something to cheer you up. They can’t  show their love to you, they can’t make you smile anymore. And that’s why all they have to do is cry..

for you.

for your sake.

for your pain.

for the heartache.

for the suffering.

for everything.

I look up at the moon. I guess this would be the last day I’m seeing it’s beauty. Thank you for the tears, I appreciate it.

For the first time in my life, someone really cared.

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