What's left...

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I've always known that when love comes, pain follows. I just didn't realize that loving could hurt this much.





But to hell with pain! Even if that's all left to this love, I'd stll fight for you.




But how can you fight a losing battle?




How can you fight for someone who had already given up?




Thinking about it now still hurt a little but it's all in the past. My only regret is that I did'nt get to say goodbye. I just left like nothing happened. I left things as it is. I didn't even asked why you gave up.



I was so hurt to even think straight that's why I ran away. Ran away to another country to forget even if I know I couldn't.




Now, after years of sleepless nights, I gathered all the courage that I can to face the only person on Earth that I can never, no matter how hard I try, ever forget.




I don't know if you still live in the same place but it's worth trying to go there.



Walking in the streets where we usually walk hand in hand only reminded me of the good stuff. How I walk you to your door every night, how we steal kisses under the street lights, talk nonstop while watching the stars and how we sneak out in the middle of the night to be together.



I was disappointed when I didn't find you there but I couldn't give up. I went to your parent's house hoping you were there but it's like fate opposes, you weren't there. I was about to go home when your sister handed me something.



It was a note with an address written on it. I couldn't be thankful enough for her. It's strange though, do you work here? not that it matters. I only want to see you again.



I couldn't sleep all night. I was thinking what would be your reaction, will you be glad to see me? Angry? I was still thinking about it that I didn't realize that I arrived at the address your sister left me.




I asked the receptionist where to find you and she lead me to a room. My heart beats wildly the closer I get to you. The lady opened the door and my heart sank at the view infront of me.




"He never gets any visitors so I'm sure he'd be glad to see you"



I don't understand! Why are you there? I thought- I-




"You seemed confuse... Cade right here, is a patient of this hospital. He was admitted here last 2 years ago"


Admitted for what?



"He has Alzheimers disease. He loose track of time, his mood changes rapidly that he sometimes hurt people and he doesn't remember"




I felt my world crash.




I felt tears flowing from my eyes.




What happened through the years I was gone?



How did things turn out like this?




Is this a joke?




"The only thing that he remembers, atleast, is that doll. He calls it Bubby"



That's when I walked closer.



"Hi! Did you come to play with Bubby and me?" - Cade




No, I didn't! Can't you remember me?



"What's your name?" - Cade




It's me bubby! Why can't you remember?!




"I don't have playmates around here or maybe I just dont remember. The people in white don't play with me also. You see, everybody leaves me because I can't remember. I'm not hurt though, I don't even remember them." - Cade




You've been suffering all these years while I was away, tending a broken heart.



Why does it have to come to this?



I'm sorry.


bubby

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