I am staring outside the window quietly.I watch as the rain drops on the land.I saw some people who are running in the nearest shed.There are some or should I say kids that are playing happily as they chase each other.Sighing.I took my phone and my wallet,grab an umbrella because I decided to take a walk outside.
The cold wind hugs me as I closed the door of the house.I am only the person living here so I decided to lock it then put the key in one of our pots of flowers in the side.I hide it so that nobody can notice it.I will just stroll alone because my boredom will be the death of me.
I wore a simple outfit though.White V-neck shirt,black and white jacket with a star--like design,black-faded pants and I am wearing my favorite old shoes.
As I walk down the way,I put my headphones on.And silently listen to the currently playing song.I enjoy my own accompany because my friends are in their own vacation with their family.Its our "Year-end" after all.I wish they had their good christmas vacation.
I live alone.I decided to left my family in our home-town so that I can study here in the city and currently doing a job here.We usually chat,call,text,or sometimes video-chat so that I can survive being away from them.This is for my future.I promise them that I will be successful someday.I smiled to myself.
I am now in the village's park.I am thankful that the rain had already stop.I looked at the sky above.Its already dark,its evening.I glance at my watch.It's exactly 7:00 p.m.
I decided to sit on one of the benches here in the park.I dried the wet part with my handkerchief so that I can comfortably sit without my pants getting wet.I can see some group of couples slash group of teenagers laughing,chit-chatting,and strolling too.I smiled bitterly.
I remembered that day.The day that our supposed to be sixth-monthsarry.I prepared a surprise for you.I even cooked for our picnic in our favorite spot in the village.I texted you that day.I excitedly went to your home with a wide smile plastered in my face.
I knocked the door two times and went inside your house.That's what I usually do.As soon as I step inside your house.I was about to went up-stairs to go to your room but I heared someone giggled in the kitchen.I decided to take a look in your kitchen.
And then I saw you cooking.I can see that you two are having some fun.You are singing and dancing awkwardly while she was laughing at you.I can't see your face though I can only see your back.Then suddenly the girl stand up and hug you from behind.You didn't stop her.My mind was already in chaos.My poor heart can't bear this excruciating pain.I gasped in shock and horror.
I didn't know.I was so dumb and so pitiful.I looked like an idiot back there.I saw you cheated for so many times but I actually forgive you.I am such a masochist.
One tear fell then followed by another.I turned my back at the two of you.I can't explain what I feel.I run and run until I can't feel that pain you inflicted in my whole system.I feel numb.The rain starts pouring.That day I left feeling lost and betrayed.I cursed you for hurting me but also I thank you for being such an a-hole.You deserved a 360 degree slap you brute.
Nah-uh I finally move-on and that's all is in my past now.That day I have learned to love myself even more before than anybody else.I became stronger each day.I also became the good adviser slash bitter adviser to my best of friends because of my bad experience in love.This is just the beginning but I don't want revenge.I'm not a bad person.But I do believe in "karma"
anyway.My attention was snapped towards this man infront of me.I was about to ask him what's wrong but he gave me his handkerchief.
I keep on saying I've already move on but then here am I pathetically crying alone.I thanked him.I expect him to turned his back to me but he dried the space at my side and confidently sit next to me then looked up with a cute-smile.My heart suddenly beats fast.What's the meaning of this?
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