Bright's
Today was tiring even it's just nine in the morning. I was still sloping from my bed and too lazy to stand up and I don't know what's the exact reason. Maybe I'm tired yesterday because I spent the whole day, typing in my laptop for my story and posting a blog and sending it to Win. Marky even tried to wake me up but I didn't concede him. I just feel like, I don't want to do anything today and I think it's valid. People struggling with this phase and the only thing that we can do is to let ourselves plop into our bed, and have a realization. I gaped at the ceiling and remembering Win. I wonder what he was doing and hoping that he will be okay.
"Honey, do you want me to make a cup of coffee for you?" My mom knocked on the door and asked me. I managed to stand up and wear my smile. I don't want my mom to get worried about me. I haven't told him what happened the day Win left me. I breathed deeply and finally opened the door, slowly. I smiled at her as if I'm not dealing with my demons.
"Yes, please? The sugar level is fifty percent" I smiled and she giggled at me and look straight into my eyes. She was gazing at me for a long time and I get conscious and so I tried to wipe my face with my hands. My mom gave me another smile and caress my hair, unexpectedly.
"Honey, it's fine. You don't have to pretend you're okay even you are not." As my mom said those words, I dropped my smile and gave him a sad one. My mom knows me. She went inside my room and sat at the edge of my bed and he tapped the side of where she was sitting "Come here" she commanded. I slowly walked into her place. My mom smiled at me and tapped my back
"It's been a while since Win visits you here. Did he went back to Bangkok?" My mom asked me and I just silently nodded at her. I don't want to speak because I might just cry if I opened up to her
"Did he say goodbye to you?" She followed up a question and I shook my head as a response. I can feel the heat in my face and tears are forming in my eyes. I bite the lower part of my lips and I gazed at my mom. This time, I can't hold back my tears anymore. My mom hugged me and I cried into her shoulder. Months passed since Win went back to Bangkok, I always feel so down and I don't feel like to do anything. It's not a good thing. Attaching yourself to people who love you the most.
"Can I go to Bangkok?" I asked while sobbing and I can feel my mom's hands tapping my back.
"I'm not stopping you to do it. You should at least visit him a long time ago" My mom muttered. My head was now resting on her shoulder and she was holding my hand.
"What if he's busy with his work in Bangkok and I'm shy to distract him" I replied and my mom laugh weakly. That's my reason why I don't want to visit Win in the city. I'm worried about him and the only thing I can do for now is to console him with my blogs. At least, I can tell what happens in my daily life that way. I want him to focus on his life and the least thing I can do is to support him.
"Honey?"
"Hmm?" I hummed still resting my head on her shoulder
"Aren't you stress lately? It feels like, you lose weight" said my mom
"Did I?"
"Did Win take all your baby fats?" My mom laughed and I just pinched her weakly because she still has the guts to throw a joke at this point. But I'm grateful to have supportive parents. Even my mom doesn't know how to balance her time by watching Korean dramas and taking care of our crops.
"Do you want to go to the farm? It's ten in the morning so the sun wasn't hot at this hour. Come on, you have to unwind and forget Win for at least an hour" My mom stood up and pulling my arms trying to stand me up. I smiled at her and nod. We went to the garage and ride the bicycle.
We reached the farm and saw my Dad waving at us and he happily ran to our place. The rice that they planted is ready to be harvest and I can see how happy my parents are. We went to the middle of the farm where there's a little hut my Dad and I built before. The road was muddy but it's relaxing because the wind was thumping on us. I breathed deeply because it's relaxing and I forgot Win for at least an hour. It's just me and my parents. We sat in a chair made of bamboo. My Dad set up the food and we happily eating together. My mom was joking about my Dad, my Dad who keeps on saying random stuff about his experience way back when he was young, and I was just watching them. Together. They do love each other and even with how many problems they are dealing with, they remain strong.
"Uh, son, how's Win? I rarely see him visiting our house" My Dad asked me. My mom and I glanced at each other and I just smiled at my Dad
"He went to Bangkok, Dad" I simply said and dig into our food. My mom was looking at me and I just let myself eat the bread and coffee on the table.
"He already leaves you? So does it mean it's over? I mean, You and Win are not together anymore?" My Dad followed up with a question. I pretend that I didn't hear him and just sipped my coffee.
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Private blog posting
@brightvc
Should I go to Bangkok to see you?
Win, How are you? It's been months since you responded to my emails
I wonder if you're okay. I hope you are
I miss you. I will say it every day, I miss you I badly do.
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Private blog posting
@brightvc
Is it selfish if I asked you to come back? I'm longing with your voice
With your smell
With your smile.
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Private blog posting
@brightvc
I woke up in the morning resting in the Emergency room of the hospital
Where are you? Please visit me.
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Private blog posting
@brightvc
Win. Please.
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