When our story first began...

~4~

I've been waiting for you so long each morning. Searched for your fire eyes between the people at bus stations, but you never showed up. You just disappeared. It's been four weeks and six days, tomorrow will be a month, since I've last seen your smile, since I last talked to you.

As if you were a fantastic dream. A dream that I would never forget. A dream that was the sweetest and the most mysterious.

Megan... Your name will always be engraved inside my head, my memory, my heart, my soul...

You were just a stranger, but why did it feel as if you were the most precious person in my live? Why does it feel like you own my heart now? How did I end up falling in love with a "stranger"? Lost in the middle of nowhere. Missing you with every inch of my soul...

When I used to hear those few words coming out from your mouth every morning: "Morning messy girl". Your smile. Your eyes. Your charm. Your everything. You were my favorite source of energy just like how the sun charge up and glows only when her sun is here. I am that sunflower, and you are my sun. I won't say that we were like the moon and sun, just like how everybody does. Our chemistry was more than that. The sun would never meet the moon, and if one day does, it will hurt other innocent creatures...Or...Is our love just like the sun and moon? Am I the moon that would steal people's eyes if I try to reach you? ...

My mental was down, but my life didn't change much. Same routine; morning tea cup and a butter toast. Grouping some of my art works, heading to a magazine office or a school that's in need of an art teacher. While trying to find a job, the famous sentence hits me every time with a hurtful truth hidden between its lines: "We'll contact you later" which actually means either "you're not qualified for this job" or "you look like a weirdo, who will ever higher you?!"

I almost looked into all of the places where I could find a job that is related to what I'm keen to; that is related to art. However, up till now, nothing is found. So I just have to keep it up and continue working at that small fast food stall where I'm obliged to wear rollers to serve the customers. And frankly a part of those 20% of population who literally hate them, because of my clumsiness. *all right, I admit it. Maybe the statistics aren't true, but my point is: "I REALLY HATE ROLLERS". Ta-da*

Honestly, I can't deny that the environment in my current work place is pretty good and the payment is too. The boss in here is a middle-aged man who likes joking around, and he's successfully funny. His name is "Arcus". He's really so tall that I barely reach his elbow; *or maybe I am just too short because almost everybody is taller than me*. He always puts a dark denim cap and light blue jacket that he always cherishes; he keeps on telling people about his love story even after losing his wife in a tragic car accident. Their moments were just like in the movies, I honestly love when he starts talking about how funny she was and how she could be naggy sometimes too. And when he talked about the story of the food stall and how it all began.

"When Celine and I were still in high school, there was a small empty abandoned shop right over here, where you're standing right now. We used to sneak out of classes a lot and run all the way to here, so she could imagine her dream of having this place. She used to tell me: "Remember Arcus, one day we'll turn this place from ashes to the most known food shop in this whole city, customers will come from different places, and it will be you and I forever." Watching her with that smile on her face and her eyes were sparkling just like a starry night sky. She was so beautiful and I loved her so much. She used to jump from a corner to another, pretend serving fictional clients. After we graduated, thing I still don't know how we did it. We tried saving up for years and working in different places, we even wore funny bear costumes to sell posters. And it was really hot at that time, imaging wearing such a thing in the middle of summer. But we did it. Until we could finally make our dream come true; but she left me now, and it's alright because I know she's watching me from the sky and she'll always be inside my heart." He used to say every time.

*I've heard that story until I could recite it by heart.*

In fact, it wasn't only me working there, there's also my co-worker Noah. He's another tall person that likes patting my head every time; thing that I hate but at don't mind it neither. He got such a nice haircut, with his short bangs falling on his eyes from time to time. He's not a talkative person, he intend more to stay quiet and listen to music all day long. The only day when he keeps on nagging and frowning, is when a woman named Olivia comes and starts flirting with him, thing that he hates the most, saying that she already knows he has a boyfriend so why does she still stick onto him?

One day, while Noah and I were closing the shop; as every evening, Arcus was sitting next to the counter and looking at me, he said:

- Something's wrong eyeglasses girl? Why that grumpy face?

*he likes calling me eyeglasses girl. And that isn't something really special or new to hear, because being that studious kid who loves drawing, and is completely messy, plus she can't even express her exact feelings since words keep running away from her. Well, you'll hear the weirdest nicknames that some of them would never come through your mind.

- Eh! I was cleaning some glasses on the shelf, and I suddenly looked up at him.

- Something's bothering you? Arcus whispers with a worried look.

- Nah! Just random thoughts going through my mind.

- Random, huh! Well, you know you can talk about those random thoughts too.

- Thank you Arcus, but it's nothing special

- You got love issues? He let a small laugh out. Well, I wanted to ask if you have money issues, but I forgot for a moment that you're not that type of person, you're better than that.

- Oh! Come on, everyone live a hard time when they really need money. But you've honestly got a right point. I seriously can't remember when I last cared about money.

- Told you! Anyway, so is it some girl that caught your heart and ran away?

- Something like that... I didn't feel it, until a small tear dropped on the floor.

- And you said it was nothing. Huh! Need a hug Jade? He said while opening his arms to me.

- Yeah... Thank you Arcus...

 ...

𝓗𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮!✨𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵💜 * 𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓻𝓼? 𝓞𝓻 𝓭𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓙𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘?🌸*𝓐𝓷𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓸 𝓘'𝓭 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮😊𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵🌈