Seven Days

Day One

Day One

2:45 pm; April 2, 2012

Oakley Town

I hate his guts. I hate how he can still makes me smile even though he's not that funny. I hate how he can make me tell him the truth. I hate that he loves what I hate. And I hate that in a matter of two weeks, I love him already.

               But in a matter of a month, sadly, we drift to different directions. Another thing, he doesn't like me back. Which only means, that I'm loving him alone. He knows my feelings for him but I didn't know his feelings for me. Although, he already gives me a heads up that he's not the guy to like.

               And after two months, on a rainy night at 1:47 am, he said his goodbye.

               It is my fault of why he left. I still blame myself for that night. I still wish that that never happened. But sad thing, I can't take it back now. And wherever he is right now, I wish he can see this. I wish that he still think about me. I still wish for a day to come where he will say, "Let's start over."

               But that's just a wishful thinking.

               Evan, that's his name, is the one who opens up my heart again. He helped me go back to writing poems. He's temper-headed but he cared for me and I just ignore that. I should've stopped him from going. But I knew to myself, I can't stop him because he's a man of his words.

               It was eight months since that night and how I wish I can talk to him again. How I wish we can open up to each other and ask how life has been doing for both of us. Or if he really doesn't to have anything to do with me, I just need one thing... closure.

               If he can give me that within seven days starting today, April 2, then that's the time I'll let go of him and the feelings I have for him. Because right now, that's all I'm asking--a closure so I can move on.

               I won't forget about Evan. I just think, it's my turn to move on. So, even though I don't have any idea where he lives, I'll go out and look for him. Even though I haven't seen him personally, this journey I'm going to take will help me out. The picture I have of him in my head will be the only clue I have. I just wish that I can get that closure in a matter of a week.

               But deep in my heart, I still wish for a second chance. A second chance that we can still work out. Be best of friends if possible. And if time will allow that, I will not let go of him anymore. Even if I'm the only one loving him and he only looks at me like a friend or a sister. I'll take whatever chances I'll have.

               I pack up my things, pick up my keys and go out on a journey to find a guy I never met, to a place I've never been.

               "Charlie, going on vacation?" Divine asks. She's my neighbor, usually the one I get to talk to whenever I'm bored.

               I smile to her. "Yeah. I'll be back after a week," I say.

               "Okay. Enjoy!"

               I hope so, I thought. But I'm not actually going on a vacation.

               Evan, wherever you are. Please...

               I stop thinking. I don't want to think too much of what I want to say to him. I don't want it to be scripted when I see him, when we finally meet. I want my words to flow out naturally. I want it all to be genuine.

               I stared at the traffic ahead of me, waiting for the traffic light to go green. Penn Island is far from where I live. Maybe approximately 19 hours from here, Oakley Town. I'll have to take two to three stops to take a rest and then when I get there, I have to find him. That fast. Seems impossible whenever I hear myself saying it. But yeah, I gotta believe in it or it won't happen.

               And so, when the green light flashes, I drive, drive to get to him.

               Evan...

               I'll see him for sure.

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