"It hurts to be taken for granted yet hurts more when you let that someone hurt you because you never learn to hate that someone who never learns to love you."
It seems so yesterday when the two of us have met, so yesterday. But I have to accept, it was four long years ago. Four years of loneliness and repentance. I just couldn't imagine the time, 9 o'clock in the morning to be exact, when he uttered my name – for the first time.
"How's the exam, Jeall?" he perfectly said.
"F-fine!" I replied with a wrinkled brow and wondering who's asking me.
I was looking at my hand-outs then gradually, I lifted my chin. Oh my gosh, that's him! I couldn't imagine myself oddly answering someone – my special someone rather. I was so sorry for that. All was quiescent and I could feel the undefiled atmosphere when he stood right beside me – somewhat half a meter away.
He's staring at me with his phone embraced on his hand. I didn't know what to do. I was grasping my review notes, pretending that I was studying but I wasn't. Yet, I continued reading as if I was just with an ordinary friend. I wanted to shout, giggle, and jump but I could not. I was totally perplexed with his well-modulated voice and his tempting eyes. Whew! I almost died. I was praying that it would not end and everything would be in freeze, except both of us.
That was an enamored moment of my life. So memorable, that I came to think that the time has commiserated with us. I loved him. I needed him and I was evidently preoccupied with him.
I hoped for more moments but I was wrong. Conversation has closed and he hurriedly walked away from me. I glimpsed at him as he wandered away together with his classmate. How sad, but it was okay. At least, wasn't it?
Five remaining months of valuing those joyous moments, I couldn't help but bewailed. I would be missing him. He is two years ahead of me and he will graduate on March. When he's gone, would it still be a pleasant day for me? I don't think so.
Time ran so fast. There were only few days left seeing my loved one. If only I could halt the time, the days and every second, I would do it in order to have an unlimited talk with him.
Then, there it came. They're busy preparing for their graduation night. And me? I was sitting on a bench waiting for a friend, dreary and obviously bewildered with what's going on. Suddenly, the rain robustly fell down. I was totally drenched. I guessed I was saved by that downpour. It hid my true emotion for I felt those pea-size drops falling from my eyes. I wept. I didn't know why but I just wept. Maybe because he would leave me and again I would really miss him. He's one of a kind – that's true.
There, I saw a man getting nearer and nearer to me despite of a vile weather. I thought that it was only a dreamy silhouette of a man I was looking for. I was astonished when that man was Jack; and when I blinked my eyes again he was already in front of me – half a meter to be exact.
Then he said vehemently, "What are you doing here? Can't you see? The rain pours stronger!"
A hidden smirk was formed on his lips. Yet, I still consider that as a pretty smile.
"Why are you here too? The ceremony is still going on, isn't it?" I rapidly asked him.
"Aaah, forget that first. Come on, let's get out of here. You're almost drenched. Maybe you will get sick after this," his concern aroused while coating me with his black toga.
