twinge of happiness.

Disclaimer: before you read this, this is just a product of boredom and my playful imagination. I have this dream of being a writer and through my little notes, I hope I get to release the writer juices in me. :) Let me know your thoughts. This one is just too sad to read. I felt sad too when I've read it again. Oh love.

PS. You can check nostalgicbridgette in wattpad if you want to wallow in sadness and tears. haha!

It was one Wednesday night, everyone is too busy to care. It was an ordinary night and people are just busy preparing for dinner, or perhaps going home from work. She has nothing on her to do list, nothing but to be with him. They just had our early dinner, and she thought their night is over. Then he grabbed his hand, "come with me, I will show you something." She obliged. she went up his house and followed him. 

"This is my secret paradise. Look up there." And from that moment, she knew, it was a night she will never forget. He showed her the stars and the dark sky. "You are the first person that I brought here". It was quite a surprise for her to feel that way. What was so special about a roof top? No fancy dinner, no romantic music. Nothing extra ordinary, except what she felt. For a moment, even just for that night, she felt, everything was so perfect. 

It was very sweet and yet very painful for her. It has always been like that. Perfect. Except for timing. Like what they say, timing is such a b*tch. He always had her and she always had him. In their little perfect world. They are always busy building memories. Bittersweet memories to bury when their time is up. Only God knows when. She just couldn't take it. The pain is just unbearable that she is trying her best to prolong the inevitable. They both know where they're going, but they choose to stay. Timing was indeed a b*tch, it has always been too little too late. If there is one thing that is keeping them alive, that is they cannot take the little sand castle of happiness that they have built. Behind the uncertainty are little sparks of magic. Magic that kept them alive. And that... is more than enough.

today.

Today, I've said my last goodbye. that's what I told myself. I saw you in my dreams last night. we were so happy... and free. In my little world we can be together, no ifs, no buts. right time, right circumstances, right love. I felt your hand touching mine. I kissed your soft lips, hugged you so tight. and then I woke up, and thought, I have to let you go... again. 

It was the perfect love back then, (or so I thought.) we're young, happy and inlove. We're each other's firsts. First kiss, first love, but then again, I never thought, it would be my first heartbreak too. Ours was a love story I imagined I would have. You were so damn perfect that I believed in forever... in you. You taught me a lot of things, not just in love, but in life. You taught me how to patiently wait, to persevere, to work hard for my dreams... for ours. I have learned to accept my flaws, and yours, because to me, you are perfect... perfect for me. We were quite young back then, and so I waited for years, only to find out that time is just to short for us to keep.

You have your reasons, and I'd like to believe they are for the best. We're not meant to be. Right place, right love, but probably not and will no longer be the right time. I loved you too much, I know you loved me that much too. It is just that time had been so cruel, that it never allowed me to give everything to you. But thank you for sharing your life with me, at least we have shared something that we can never get back... memories.

Now I see you happy, successful and proud as you'll never be. Time was your best friend, it proved you it's worth all the decisions that you have made. And today, just like any other day, I've said my last goodbye.