Seasons With You.

Summer (1)

June -

Entry 55,

I've arrived in the lovely Seoul, too bad my own soul isn't as lovely. Get it? Oh my gosh, why am I making lousy jokes in this? Cross that out! Let me start over, I've landed in the beautiful Seoul. It looks incredible at night, but I can't help but feel a sense of emptiness.

I miss him.

No, no I don't!

Yeah, I do. He promised me he wouldn't leave.

They all did. Why is it that every break up hurts more than the previous one? Could it be that my heart has become so fragile that a simple break up could cause it excruciating pain?

Enough with this, I'm going to have the time of my life. This is why I came here, to get over all those scumbags. It's only the first night, I've got plenty of distractions in a new place. I don't need him or any guy.

Aera

Aera carefully placed her journal into her bag. It wasn't like she was afraid of bending the corners or destroying it, it was already destroyed. The cover was falling, pages were half ripped out, and the paper was stained with coffee droplets.

Funny thing was, Aera didn't even drink coffee. Her ex-boyfriend did. They had gotten into a fight and he accidentally knocked over his cup of joe. He was always careless and clumsy, but she forgave him everytime.

Aera looked out the window of the taxi. Streams of yellow, blue, white all flew by. The car pulled up at her hotel. She paid and tried her best to say 'thank you' in Korean. Getting out of the vehicle, she grabbed her luggage and walked into the lobby.

Smiling faces greeted her and helped with check in. Before Aera could take in the enormous building, she rushed into her room. A big window caught her attention. As she walked up to it, she found that the view was captivating. Aera played with her charm bracelet and watched as the building lights twinkled on and off. She fiddled with the heart charm that dangled from a metal ring. Her mind wandered off to the untouched pile thoughts and wished he was standing with her.

"Fool, why do you still let him back into your thoughts?" Aera whispered to herself and a droplet rolled down her cheek. Delightful memories flashed quick across her eyes like the moving vehicles below. She remembered the way he smiled with crinkled eyes and a front row of white teeth. His laugh still filled her ears without effort - husky, and deep. "Or is it because it's you who keeps bringing him back?"

Aera sighed and grabbed her journal from her bag. With her black pen, she titled a new entry on a new page.

Entry 56,

I keep thinking about him. It's like he's haunting me. I just want to forget and whisk away to a golden escape. It's my fault, I know. I tell myself to let go and that I deserve better, but really who am I trying to fool? I can't ignore my undying feels for him even if I tried.

He was a horrible person, I understand. I left before I got hurt even more.

But a part of me wanted to stay with him, not matter how much he hurt me. He wasn't like the rest. He was intelligent, kind, caring and he said he loved me.

Okay, maybe he was like the rest.

He didn't like me writing in this journal, he said it took time away from being with him. He didn't like the way I dressed because it was un-ladylike and unprofessional. He told me to dress my age, are jeans and a t-shirt out of style for 22-year-olds?