Prologue

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Alone.


That word always hunted me since I was a kid. One word that can make me trembles and scared out of my mind, just by thinking about it.

It is a word that I became accustomed to. A word that defines and breathed my life.


Being rich have its perks. I can constantly get what I want with just a wave of money - toys, clothes, gadgets and - if needed - friends. I never have to work to gain anything because they are the ones scrambling at my feet to please me.


But none of these things can cure me.


Yes, with money I can do anything but as fast as things come the quickly they turn around and leave me. Toys and gadgets break, clothes became worn out and friends, yes my-so-called "friends", threw me out like I was a pile of thrash they've done using. And my parents are busy with making money that they constantly forget that I still exist. Then I would be alone again.


The cycle goes on and on. A never ending cycle of loneliness, bitterness and abandonment - that is my life.


But then you appeared. You lend me a hand. You help me stand on my feet and continue holding me close; you became my anchor and planted me firmly on the ground.


Your warmth that enveloped me everything you hug and kiss me is more than enough of what I need. You made me smile, you made me laugh. You made me feel that I have never been alone my entire life. You showed me the light of the world where I can forget resentment and isolation.


You became my everything.


I depended on you. You became my air, my light, my savior and most of all, the most important person in my life.


However, as things are getting better, you left me. Just like everybody in this world.


You left me alone.


I wept, I screamed, I prayed, I did everything to get you back but they said it was impossible.


They thought I was crazy. Madden by my sorrow of losing you.


Those non-believers are wrong. I'm not insane because I am right. I can get you back. I can make you stay with me again. You will be my anchor in this world yet again and this time I promise myself that we won't be apart.


I'll do everything to make you stay. Even if it causes me everything I ever had.


You believe in me right, my love? You believe I speak the truth.


You want us to be together again. You want to be on my side and love me, just like the old times.


Just wait a little longer my love. It will be worth it. I'm sure of it.


Just a few more finishing touches and I can see you again. I just need everything to be perfect, so we can be perfect again.


Just wait a little longer.


The next time I open eyes, I know you'll be complete and you'll be smiling at me once again.


Promise me you'll wait a little longer...

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