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wait

/wāt/

verb

stay where one is or delay action until a particular time or until something else happens.

 

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Lisa Manoban
  
 






  

   
   
Being alone was never hard before I met her..
 
I lack empathy

I lack emotional availability and mental stability
 
I don't feel things deeply

I don't fall in love easily and I am not easily loved.
 
I don't feel sympathetic for people going through a lot.
 
I don't cry to funerals and weddings.. Sometimes, I make myself busy just so I wouldn't have to attend.
 
I'm not a good listener and I'm definitely not a talker.
 
I don't miss people when they leave and I don't mourn them
 
I'm a shell of what society told me to be..
 
Until I met her..
    
I once had thought that love maybe is something ridiculous.. It's such a crazy concept.. I literally said shits about it.. I never like the idea of it..
  
And then I felt it.. Towards someone who's soul is so beautiful... Love became the first thing that I ever wanted..
  
It was so easy to love her.. Jennie is like the most lovable person you could ever meet.. Sometimes, I even want to keep her inside my pocket for she is so nice and pretty that I got afraid because people might fall in love with her the same way that I do.  

I doubt it though, no one can love Jennie as much as I do.. That one thing is what I'm sure of.. I don't think they can beat this hopeless romantic side of me..
  
Being alone and then suddenly wanting to have someone almost all the time felt like a roller coaster..
 
I am so used to eating alone.. Sleeping alone.. Everything, I do it all alone yet after Jennie came.. I couldn't even do a single thing without her.. How could I? It feels like I need her with everything..
  
Everything is going so smoothly fine until a mess happened..
 
It's so funny because when I was finally enjoying life.. When I was finally having fun.. God finally made me suffer again by making Jennie, the love of my life, have a fucking rare case of diseases.
 
It's sad. I'm mad.
 
At this kind of situation, I don't even know what to do.. I'm not a doctor.. I can't even advice her on doing something or something to not do.
 
I'm not a magician, I can't just say abra cadabra and boom! Her cancers and all her sickness will disappear..
  
I'm just Lisa.. Who's about to die the moment I lose her..
 
It's so sad because I just got her..
 
We just started our story..
  
Why does it have to end so soon?
 
Why does she have to suffer for us?
   


   
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