Eternal love(2)

It’s kind of frightening that she found someone who made her happy.. Everyone who once made her happy before just left and took her happiness away. She gave him her all, he was the first person she talked to in the morning and the last one she said goodnight to before she fell asleep cause all what she really wanted was starting and ending everyday with that smile on her face. That smile that’s been missing for too long until he gently started drawing it again on those lips of hers.
But just like each and every person she had a close connection with, he left. He walked away and left her behind with their memories. He told her it was for the best but she was never convinced and so, she never gave up on him. ‘Maybe it wasn’t the fairytale but those stories weren’t real anyway. Mine was’ She said.
As days went by, she thought she’d slowly move on, but instead, she just started missing him more and more.
Everyday, her eyes would suddenly flash open from the nightmares she has about him. On some days, she’d close her eyes and try to continue that beautiful nightmare and if she failed, she’d stare at the ceiling and start imagining a bunch of little scenarios in her head.
On an ordinary wednesday, she got out that special box with the words ‘eternal love’ written all over it in his handwriting.. She opened the door to the world of bitter sweet memories and jumped inside. She started holding their photographs.. The ones at Paris ‘the city of love’ with the Eiffel Tower in the background. They were holding hands and they both seemed exquisitely happy. She stared at another photograph which showed only their mouths and chins along with the perfect dimples drawn exactly beside their curved lips. She found the photograph that gave her goose bumps, when they were together at the hospital after the terrible accident they went through. She remembered that they once survived together and they can definitely do it again despite all the circumstances that might draw them apart.
She closed the box, put it back in her closet. She headed for the door and grabbed the keys to her car. She drove all the way to his house, wrote him a letter and left it at his front porch, she knocked on his door and quickly ran away getting in her car and returning home.
To her huge surprise, the next day, she heard some foot steps on her front porch then a double knock on her door. She held the doors knob in fear, her hands were shaking. ‘Would it be him? Or has he already moved on? Does he miss me the same way I do? Or did he find someone better than me?’ She ignored the questions running through her head, took a deep breath and opened the door. It was him. With flowers in one hand and her letter in the other. He asked her to give him one more chance to make amends.
She froze in her place for a minute, just a minute that made her realize it was a mistake to write him that letter, it was a bigger mistake that she never tried letting him go. She took a deep breath and started to speak, her eyes were tearing up and she was about to scream. He tightly took her in his arms. As sweet as that felt, the butterflies in her stomach and the internal joy pump that spontaneously made her smile, she knew it was all wrong, she knew it was all a mistake.
She pushed him away and said that they cannot get back together then closed the door. He kept on knocking and ringing the bell but she never opened the door. She just laid there on the floor, behind the closed door and she started to break down.. He never knew why she rejected him when the day before, she wrote him a letter begging him to love her again. Only she knew the answer, her thoughts were wrapped in regret. ‘He left me once for no obvious reason.. What would guarantee he wouldn’t do it again?’ She wrote on a piece of paper and then put it behind his picture.

To be continued..



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