It Takes Two

Four

Dear Kacey,

Okay I told you I'd be writing to you soon again.

I guess soon just meant a couple of hours after. Oops?

I swear it just really isn't my day today.

It's just that today seems to be 'crappiest day of my life' and 'remember all the happy memories with Luke and then miss him like crazy'.

Yeah. No kidding.

The whole day I've been thinking about Luke.

It results to having a very crappy day because of missing him too much and because of worrying about him.

It's a very treacherous subject if you ask me.

However, it seems like the only topic my mind can give me.

Luke this. Luke that. Luke everything.

He still hasn't contacted me.

That doesn't stop my brain from reminiscing all the times we've spent together, does it?

Nooooooooooo.

For example, the day we first met. Well, the day we actually gathered enough courage to speak to each other. At least, I know I've already seen him more than the amount of time you would think is normal before we actually met.

Another time was when we would be meeting 'unexpectedly' after the first day we met. We could pretty much pass as stalkers. Looking back, this memory is quite funny, Kc. One of us would follow the other and pretend to be surprised. Luke's terrible in acting. It gave him away immediately.

There was actually a time when we ended up following each other during the same day. It was awkward then, but looking back for both of us it's sweet.

There are a lot of other days to remember. A lot of other times that I can to miss.

There was this one time when we went to the arcade, the time we went on a picnic in the park and when we rode our bicycles on the way to the beach and built sandcastles. We even collected seashells and wrote our names on the sand with a heart encircling it. We've also gone to amusement parks and of course, he'd win games and give me the prizes. I'd pick the food prizes though. We rode the bumper cars, a lot of other different rides, and last but absolutely not the least, the Ferris wheel. 

We were that annoying couple who would do almost anything and everything cliché. 

However, we're also that weird couple that does crazy things--things that isn’t usually done on normal dates. Yeah, okay Kc. Don't criticize us. One time, we went to a farm to milk cows and feed chickens and all that for a date. It sounds horrifyingly weird for a date, but I had a really great time. It was delightful, amazing and all the good things in the world. To be completely honest I thought that would be our first bad date. I was completely wrong. We ended up having a water fight after both of us accidentally slipped on some mud. (Yes, Kc, we're absolutely sure it's mud and not some crap).

We also planted trees one time for a date. I've experienced different outdoor activities because he'd bring me there. I've gone zip lining, wall-climbing, rappelling, trying the free fall, and all kinds of those things. I'd end up having a great time and thinking how lucky I am for having him. 

We also went to museums and even art galleries. Sometimes, we would be inspired from the art we saw, we'd attempt to do a cool art craft thing. There were also times when we’d have sing-offs or dance-offs and there was a time when we even had a board game marathon since it was raining.

All the time that I’ve spent with Luke had always been amazing. I’m so scared of losing him, Kc. I guess I’ve been too dependent on him that the mere thought of our falling apart kills me. We’ve been through so much and each of those wonderful moments we’ve made are even captured in a picture.

I think I forgot to share that to you, Kc. We have a photo album. Each time we spend the day together, we take our favorite picture, print it, and put it in the album. There are so many pictures, so many good memories that my heart is just aching so much. I miss him.

I’m remembering everything we’ve done. And mind you Kc, that’s quite plenty.

I was able to handle myself fine until the time I saw that certain picture.

Our first ever kiss.

The ever so magical first kiss.

You know, Kc, our first kiss is actually super cliché. Not that it’s surprising but just warning you, I guess.

We were at the park, hanging out. The sun was about to set and it was getting dark when we started walking home. On one of the roads we crossed, it was empty, so no cars. Then it began to rain. Droplets of water started dropping from the sky.

So, our first kiss happened in the middle of the streets while it was raining.

Imagine it, Kc. Super cliché but super cute. It’s like the perfect scene for a first kiss.

It's one of my favorite moments with Luke. Okay, it’s my first favorite moment with Luke.

Well, who wouldn't like to have their first kiss with someone they like? And who wouldn't use it as their favorite memory?

Okay fine, those who had a terrible kiss would most likely not make it their favorite memory but just go with it. Okay, Kc? Okay.

Well anyway, moving on.

You know what?

I hate him.

I hate Luke.

I hate him so very much.

I hate that he can make me into a bipolar weirdo. I hate that he won't return my calls. I hate that I’m worrying so much about him and it’s like he doesn’t even know who I am. I hate that he has a big effect on me. I hate that he’s always on my mind and I can’t stop thinking about him. I hate that I depend so much on him. I just hate him.

 

I hate that no matter how many times I actually say I hate him, I just love him even more.

 

I love him with all my heart and now it’s hurting from everything that has happened

 

I hate that I have this feeling that something that I won’t like would be happening soon.

 

Until next time,

-Krass <3

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To all my dear readers, I also want to thank you again and apologize because updating is quite hard these days especially with all the work our teachers are giving us. Especially me. Anyways, thanks again! Love you all!

Try reading "Is It Only Me?" by PizzaNutella! You guys would love it for sure :)

 

xxKiwi

P.S. this chappie isn't edited. I will edit everything after the story is completely done.