00 : I Am Your Winter

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I found a challenge from PinkCoffee1215 that there's a Peraya Monthly project. I searched for it and decided to join cause... why not?
I need my peraya dose for 2019...huhuhu 😙😗

And sorry that this was somehow turn out angst. Ok, maybe not that angst.. just sad ending (I warned already ok?)
I hope later.. in the next theme I can make it a bit fluffy.
All my stories are unbeta-ed cause I don't have any proofreader, so yeah.. all mistakes are mine.







Winter. The coldest season in a year for certain zones. The white blanket covered the earth with its pure colour was a breathtaking sight to behold. Some people welcomed it and some people despised it. Same with you.

Meeting with you was a great coincidence. We became friends, a result that we had expected with all those encounters in a small cafe.

With the time that we had spent together, a miracle came knocking in my life. You agreed to become my lover and I felt blissful. You were delighted being with me, just like how delighted you were seeing the snow.









You loved hot chocolate and I loved the black coffee. 

You loved music and I loved to read.

You loved to talk and I loved to listen. 

You were the sunshine and I was the moonlight. 

You were the loud fluffy bunny and I was the quiet kitten. 

You pushed me to walk forward and I pulled you up to stand on your feet. 









The differences in our personalities made us complement each other. We were like two pieces of jigsaw that perfectly fit for each other. 









Or so I thought.






Somehow, somewhere along the way, it started to crack. We went to sleep with anger and sadness. The time that we made up with each other becoming lesser and lesser. The distance between us was increasing despite me trying to close the gap.

The small banter was replaced with countless arguments and shouts. The sweet nothingness whispers were no longer heard as the spiteful words pouring out like a rain. The bruises in the two hearts started to bleed. The wounds were too deep that it left scars.

Winter came again and you did not look as joyful as you were the first time. You had realized wintry season was not your favourite for a long term. The coldness made you shivering, restricted your movement and taking away your freedom.

And I was your winter; a short thrill to spice up your life for a while and had to pass as another season promised to give you the warmth that you were longing for. It was our mistake, for holding onto our love for too long. It had melted just like the snow that had melted in my palm. My time was up as I was no longer the winter that you welcomed.


I had now became the winter that you despised. 



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