They say life is only worth living when you have something to fight for. I've spent so many years looking for that "something". I've always thought it was family, so I fought for those people, until I realized I was pouring all my light and energy onto that fight. It faded me. So I thought maybe I got in the wrong fight, my family was not that something that made life worth living. I turned to so many things as I was worried I wouldn't find that special "something", I was worried that my life would become meaningless without it. As the days, months, years passed, I was still looking. I have felt passionate, indulged in the swirl of love, I have felt peace and belonging in a group of friends I happened to call "my chosen family" sometimes.
But still it wasn't enough. I wanted to feel it deep inside me that this was it, that I have found that special something. As the years passed by, I gave up on that search, I thought maybe if I didn't expect it, it would eventually come, like a surprise. So I made a vow to myself, I would live my life peacefully day by day, and when I find that special something, I won't let it down, I will fight to hell for it.
As the days went by, it was time to take back college. I was studying economics, though I was more aiming for taking English courses, I found myself choosing otherwise, another sacrifice I made for myself. It wasn't so bad tho, I was mostly good at it. And I had this idea of mine that I absolutely had to succeed in my studies. My parents sacrificed a lot more than anyone could possibly imagine for me and my older sister, it was naturally our duty to make them proud and make up for those sacrifices.
I was a third year student. During my college experience I haven't had many friends. I was the kind of girl you see wandering around campus alone, headphones on and an open book in hands. Oh, I had one friend the two first years. Let's call her Amy. See, we were inseparable, always together, looking for one another, making each other burst in laughter, we made a vow, that it would always be this way, that none of us would let anything ruin this friendship. Well it didn't last long, she disappeared just like that. I tried to reach out for her of course, I was worried something had happened to her. Well imagine my surprise when I found out she just met this new guy that's been bossing her around, manipulating her to give up on things that were important to her. I tried to be there for her, but she decided otherwise. So much for the vows.
The third year, I was less lonely. A dear friend of mine, well, a little sister practically, joined college and we would spend our free time together. Her name's Yuki, she made life at campus easier for me. She even introduced me to one of her friends, what a sweet piece of sunshine that girl was. Her name was Dalia and she shared my passion for books. We built our friendship in a library. It was the last days of January and the exams were coming. So we three only had time to share some lunches before taking a few days off campus to prepare ourselves.
When we got back it was early February. Yuki had to take her exams before me, so we agreed to meet at campus to take lunch, honoring the tradition. I was supposed to join her to campus but I was a bit late on her, so she spammed my phone with calls and texts ordering me to get my ass over campus by the second. I admit I have a habit for being late, and her for being impatient. But we got along pretty well. I was in such a hurry I didn't bother checking the last message she sent me while I was wearing my coat. I hate winter, the freezing cold, the rain, the wind, the mud. All put together makes the days look really sad and the nights look hostile. I was sure it was another one of her "get here quick" messages, so I didn't pay much attention back then, now I wish I did.
As I was on the bus heading to campus, I was starting to feel claustrophobic as I saw the huge traffic we were approaching. I received a hundredth call from Yuki and this time I decided not to ignore it.
"Where the heck are you?" She started screaming in my ears, I pulled the phone away with a slight grimace of pain.
"I'm in the bus, I'll be there shortly don't worry''
''Okay just hurry up''.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Remember Me
RomansaThere are times when family makes you strong, and there are other times when it burries your light for a lifetime long. Caught up between happiness and sorrow, pure light and a dark hollow. This story will show that the happily ever after doesn't al...
