The Girl on the Reset Button

December 31, 2011

Via,

We won the case. We found out that they kept you for a long time inside their walls so you’ll gave all your riches to them. They thought that keeping you and taking care for you would make you automatically gave them all your money. But they didn’t get what they want. Because you met me.

You became their liability though especially with the crisis growing in our country so they thought of ending your life already. They need to cut their liability and get their asset, which is your money. Unfortunately, you gave it to me. I don’t know how grateful I am because of that. But it would be much better if we’ll just be together. It would be okay if you just gave the money to them and they just give you to me. It would be much better when we’re together. Our lives would have been great. We could have been great parents and grandparents. We could have been awesome people walking down the street, walking down the aisle, walking together. It could have been the perfect story. A girl who forgets everything and a man who always try to make her remember everything.

But that didn’t happen. You left me so early and you didn’t even tell me that you will. I could have been there with you so you’ll have someone to hold on to. Or maybe, we could have done that together. But I found out that you were gone two months late.

I’m sorry if I haven’t paid you a visit for seven months or more. They did everything to refrain me from seeing you. And they won. I don’t know why I didn’t fought harder. Maybe if I did, I could still have you by my side today, here in the rooftop of the hotel you told me I could live in. We could watch the ball dropping together again.

Last year, December 31, I promised to give you the greatest moment of your life. I think I half-fulfilled my goal, right? I’ve wanted to make your year happy and great all throughout the year but things happened so fast that I lost the grip of it.

I wish you were here. I miss your smile, you hairlocks, you rosy cheeks, you. I really miss you so much. Could you just come down from heaven for a while and stay here by my side and let’s watch the ball dropping together again?

Oh, the hospital was shutdown. The court thought that the hospital could do such thing again anything if there’s money connected to it. Sadly, many employees were jobless because of what I did. Some were happy because they’re now free from the horrors of the management but most were sad because they don’t know where to find a stable job like what they had.

Hey, don’t be mad at me. I can see your frown down here. I did what I have to, anyway. I gave you a justified death somehow and I gave them justified life. You know those things you gave me in your last will and testament? I gave them to those laid-off employees. I think they need those more that I do. Dr. Rye received the hotel room you gave me. Yes, I didn’t keep that, too. I also gave my apartment to Sylvia because I won’t use it anyway.

Ten seconds ‘till the ball dropping. Can you count with me?

Ten.

Can you speak louder? The crowd is overpowering your voice.

Nine.

Louder, please?

Eight.

That was thunder.

Seven.

Just one time. I really want to hear your voice.

Six.

Nope?

Five.

Please?

“Four.”

There. I can already feel you beside me.

“Three.”

Did the heavens opened? I didn’t see it. My eyes were closed. I’m too focused with your voice.

“Two.”

I really miss you, Via,

“One.”

See you in heaven.