Monday, October 12, 2009

Clay and Rou became good friends. They would see each other every night under that Sakura tree where they first met. They would talk ang talk for hours on random things. The habit went on for the next couple of weeks.

He’s my ex-boyfriend.

Seri, one of Clay’s closest friends in high school and who came back from Korea few days ago, confided. Clay can not believe her ears. The breaking news made her stood still, speechless for a moment.

Are you there? Clay? Hello?

She hung the phone.

She felt something familiar, like there are hundred pins puncturing her recently healed heart. Seri fed her ever curious mind with information she wished she never heard.

The truth triggered so much pain.

“So it’s true. You get close to women. You cast love spells on their stupid, vulnerable hearts and when you succeeded on making them fall, you just leave them hanging like a used toy car ready to be donated at some charity institution.”

She paused.

“… What are you?”

Rou, believing that Clay is just goofing around, arrogantly told her, “Im a God remember?” Then he laughed a mocking laugh. He was obviously teasing her. But her eyes couldnt deny the seriousness of what she just said.

Did you honestly believe what that girl told you?

The disappoinment in his voice took over.

… Yes.

They were silent for a moment. She was close to letting those tears out but her pride told her not to. Not now.

He slowly stepped backward, looking down at his newly bought white sneakers. She has no idea what’s going on with his mind. He has always been the silent type between the two of them.

Then Rou, sad and pale, silently walked away.

Sakura leaves fell from the old tree just as Clay’s tears rolled down her smooth cheek.

She knew on that day, she has definitely fallen in love.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

It was almost winter. She was silently sitting alone in that same spot where he left her. She has moved on, at last. The contentment flowing in her system is unexplainable. She smiled at the bright moon and closed her hazelnut eyes.

The cool wind never fails to make her body shiver. It was when she opened her eyes that she realized she wasn’t alone. An average-built male was sitting next to her, looking at her beautiful face.

He was stunning. With that neatly cut hair and dark blue eyes, a greek god came to life.

He was saying words she can’t understand. She was too absorbed by his attractive smile. Then it hit her, It’s him. I knew it. It’s really him. She thought to herself.

She has seen this beautiful creature in one of the sports festival she attended to way back months ago.

“Hey, do i know you?”, his voice was gentle. And as she stared at those dazzling eyes, she whispered, “No. Not really. I know you though. Aren’t you the soccer player in the sports festival?”

He instantly nodded amazed that she could remember him. Right then, he began to formally introduce his self to her and she did the same.

The starless night seemed to never end.

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