Friday, February 14, 2014

Grasping the Reality

I bet it never, ever occur to you
That I can't say hello to you
And risk another goodbye. - I Almost Do, Taylor Swift. 
Last night was such a rough night, I tossed and turned on my bed, wishing that my mind could just shut off, or the sun would rise up a little faster so that I can get through the night. 

And indeed waking up to this special day, is not easy either. I dressed in white today, reminiscing last year when we colour-coordinated even though we did not manage to celebrate together. And you wore my favourite red shirt of yours. 

You look so, heartbroken. I couldn't bear looking into your eyes, yet I know I kept walking past your booth because I wanted  to make sure twice... thrice that you are doing okay. 

The first time we spoke, you gave me a small flowery tin with Hersleys Kisses chocolates in it. And the second time when I was about to leave, you patted me on the back and led me to where the second gift was - a rose. 

Minutes later, my visions were all so blurry, I just hurried away. And the next thing was, I curled up at the backseat of my car, hugged my legs and body together. Alone, battling with myself. 

Roses are red, violets are blue.
Someday I will call you mine again,
In hope that you will call me yours too.