Vows of Sunset, {Chapter 2}
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I walked into the bathroom to wash up. I looked at the reflection in the mirror. She looked so weird and worn out, as if I'm not me. Thoughts filled me as I walk down the long spiral staircase. Then, I found myself dancing across the living room and into the kitchen. I opened the light brown cupboard that stored my prized possession, rose tea. Roses meant a lot to me because of him. He gave me three roses for Valentine's Day, they smelt so wonderfully nice. I asked him what those three roses meant and he said I love you. It was so sweet. I grabbed my pink coloured cup and put in the ingredients for rose tea in. As the water boil, I looked out of the little window in the kitchen. The scene outside the window looks chaotic or just plain lovely. My neighbours, with children, were busy rushing their children out of their house. But, the laughter of the children spunds like a beautiful melody to me. Then sharp shrill of the electric kettle pierced through my ears. As I began filling my cup with boiling water, the aroma of the rose tea began to dance around my surroundings, filling the whole room with it's pleasant smell.The steam rose up making mist on the window and blurred the vision of the outside world. As the hot tea slides down my throat i taste the sweetness in the rose. Reminicises his lips, the sweetness i tasted...
I was thirteen years old that day. We were walking along the bays of the beach nearby our house. Because we stayed next to each other, we had tons of chances to meet up with each other. And that day was my birthday. We were lying down under the ever-changing clouds from the sky. We were deciding which clouds looks like what, then he ask me something. He said what if I suddenly disappear from this earth. The question shocked me like a lightening. I never did imagine a day without him, a day without his hugs and kisses. We were like Romeo and Juliet, but with no ending. No endings, just ever-lasting love. I never replied him, but I simply just tear. He brushed away my tears with his soft, smooth hands. Then he pull me towards his chest with a tight but soft hug. I cried even louder than before. He just stroked my hair, and made whispering hush sound. It feels so nice. His touch still lingers on my skin. I always loved the way he hugs and touch me. Suddenly, he pushes my chin up gently and kissed me on the lips. I stop crying and just close my eyes. That was my first kiss. His lips tasted like honey and I just simply melted in his soft, loving arms. I hugged him back and that was it. We embraced like couples, and kissed like lovers. He broke the kiss after a few minutes later, and then said I love you. Just then, the sun sets. He vowed that he would always be with me, forever and eternity. Since then, we were officially a couple.
The thought of it feels so lovely yet lonely. I missed him. I drank the last bit of my rose tea and went upstairs to bath. I filled the Jacuzzi with warm water as I sank inside the water. It feels so relaxing and nice. I thought of him again. Recently, I kept thinking of him. He's all that I thought of, I called my best friend to stop every thought about him. My best friend, Veronica, I speed dialled her. She answered with a cheerful tone, she was with her Romeo. And I wasn't. The way she sound so cheerful, hurts. She had a choice to be with the one she loves the most, but I couldn't. And I might never will.
