Unpredicted Love

Ten :)

Alicia's POV

I woke up with a headache. What did I expect when I tried to drink all the wine at the exhibition last night? I remember drinking but I didn't remember what happened after that. I wasn't even looking forward to remembering. I didn't want to be reminded of the silly things I may have said or done.

I got down from my bed and walked to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. I was still in my blue dress, my hair resembled a bird's nest and my lipstick was smeared across my face. I looked like the mad woman down the street. I turned on the tap and washed my face and brushed my teeth. Then I had a shower before I went downstairs to meet Tristan seated on the couch watching TV as always.

'Good morning." I greeted.

"Morning." he replied. "Did you dream last night?"

"Erhm..no." I replied. "Why?"

"Nothing."

I sat on the couch he was sitting on but the space between us was not too close.

"Why did you drink so much yesternight?" he asked.

"I think I just wanted to forget about my problems." I replied.

"What problems?"

"One of them was you being angry at me."

"I'm not angry anymore."

"But I'm really sorry."

"How sorry are you?" he asked with a smirk.

"Really really sorry."

"If you are so sorry then compose a poem for me right now."

"Huh?"

"Am I speaking gibberish?" he asked. "And yes it is should be a love poem."

"What?"

"You have five minutes to finish it."

"Are you serious right now?"

"Yes. Show me how sorry you are by composing it."

I gave in. "Alright."

1 minute passed

2 minutes passed

3 minutes passed

4 minutes passed

Then 5 minutes...

"Are you not done?" he asked.

"I'm done." I replied.

"Then let me hear it."

"Okay. Here goes nothing..."

The love I have for you cannot be measured with a measuring tool