Our Forever

love her; to the moon

Lisa

With a pen and a paper, you can express the wonders of life. The almighty magic of mixing different worlds together.

Therefore there is a beauty, in reading.

But perhaps, a deeper beauty in writing.

Every night, I'm left with the emptiness of the paper, that is yet blinking away the peaceful clarity of the night. I'm so drawn to the black ink— but can I compare it's color to my soul? Simply no.

I'm a skyscraper that is full of surprises.

My phone rings, as I hold my notebook; smiling weakly at the device, it's Jennie.

"Hello?".

"Well hello to you too Jennie Kim". I greeted back playfully. Finding my perfect spot by the window, as I gaze at the moon— that seemed to shine upon the darkness of the night.

"I missed you". She muttered.

My heart clenched and not for the way she said it; because more than anything. Jennie had the sweetest mouth and the softest face. But, it's her words that made wonders to my heart, it made me swallow hard.

"How are you?". I avoid the simple statement and ask.

"I'm doing fine, but I really missed you". I knew on the other side, Jennie was pouting. And even though loving her became so easy to me—avoiding her affection and words became harder.

I chuckled heartedly, "I know Jen"

"What are you doing?". She asked.

Jennie wouldn't care or judge, but I felt like telling her that I was sitting by the moon, and writing, would be as cliché as those movies that we used to watch in the living room, when we were roommates.

I twisted the question; "No, I'm the one who is supposed to be asking you Jennie".

"What are you doing here, with me on the phone? Aren't you supposed to with your date?". As harsh as my tone seemed, I tried to erase the harsh memory of her simple closure with someone else.

And no, I wouldn't call it being possessive. But, being in love can be as selfish as the possessiveness a human can hold. Jealousy isn't immortal.

You can't hold someone back from  their happiness if you really loved them after all.

"He went to get some ice creams, so I just decided to call you instead of huddling with my boredom".

"So you just called out of boredom?". I asked my best friend. Smiling, yes she's my best friend.

Not the lover that I wanted her to be.

"Of course not Lisa-ya, but you know how clingy I am with you". Jennie sighed, "I'm not used to dating and being this far from you obviously is making me regret coming here".

Could her words hold a bigger meaning?

Of course not.

And, I shouldn't care.

But I do.

Cause I love her.