30: Losing and Getting Back

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"This world's main characters are you and me."

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Losing someone loved is never a good thing for anyone. The pain would still be the same despite how long they are gone or if they are gone forever because the time does not actually matters. You would still miss them even if they are gone temporarily because of the amount of time you have lost—the amount of time you should have spent with them. The memories you made with them and how important their roles in your life does matter. The worst kind of losing someone is when you know that they are gone but you are never sure of when they are coming back or if they are coming back at all. So, you keep waiting and waiting and waiting, hopelessly hoping that even the smallest percentage would tell you that there is a possibility of them to come back.

"How does it feels?" I played with his hair that fell on his forhead as we were still lying on the bed next to each other.

"What?" His voice croaked.

"Having your mom back." I stared deeply into his eyes as he stared back. Light brown—my new favorite color since the moment I saw his eyes. It was even brighter as the sun shone to it, peeking through the blinds. It was so bright that I could almost see my reflection in it. Getting lost in his eyes was not something new to me anymore. I was getting used to it.

"Amazing." He closed his eyes and smiled. "It feels so amazing."

It was unexpected—I knew it. He had been looking for his mom for years and unknowingly, the person he had been looking for was a friend of her girlfriend's mother. Coincidence?

Who would have thought that someone who you thought was as far as the sky was actually closer than the ground.

"Tell me everything you're feeling right now." I said in a whisper.

"I feel okay, way more than okay." He placed his hand on mine and kissed it gently. "I'm grateful. Happy. So, so happy. I don't think I could be any happier."

I smiled at that. I wondered how it would feel; if I was to be able to hold my father again. I wanted to talk to him the way we used to, without the awkwardness and heavy feelings. Was that even possible?

I stared back to the guy lying in front of me. He leaned forward and peck my lips before he caressed my cheek softly. Right at that moment I realized that I had been loving him all those times. Was I ready to tell him?

"I love you." He beat me to it. His thumb traced my bottom lip as he stared at it.

"I love you." I climbed on top of him and kissed him.

All the way through the kiss, thoughts of him and my father were dancing in my mind. Aiden. My father did not know that his little princess had a boyfriend now. If he knew, would he be one of the protecting fathers that would interrogate their daughters' boyfriend? Would he even care enough to do so?

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