It has been a year since David and I talked. I wouldn't forget that day. A day that I have to gather strength to walk away. I never unblocked him. I was so determined to stay away from them. I didn't wanna be the reason for a child to grow up with a broken family.
But I always think of him. I sometimes dream of him. I dream about the times when all we share is laughter. When we were happy. I even dreamed of his kiss and hugs. I sometimes see him in a crowd. Although I know it's just a hallucination. And because of the anxiety, I started to drink. I drink most of the nights just to forget the pain.
I met people that are willing to pick up the pieces of my broken heart. But I didn't want to find another stranger that has the potential to hurt me. I don't want to be hurt again. I can't move on. The thought of me having another amusement with a different guy creeps me. I just want him. I wanted him, I want him and I will always want him. I don't wanna start over with someone else. I don't think I can.
While I was scrolling down my inbox, I saw one notification again in the message request. There's a bunch from different accounts but I know only one person is using those accounts. Some are new accounts, some are old but were borrowed to message me. Thinking that I might answer. It has only one aim. It's asking for me to talk. He used many accounts just to keep in touch with me. He was doing it since the day I blocked him. I sometimes don't read the message. I just erase it immediately. Some I just leave unread. But I never answered.
People think it's my fault that I feel lost. They tell me to talk to him and straighten things up. At least have a proper goodbye. There are times I consider it too but when I try to answer one of his messages, I couldn't send it. I just can't. I don't know why.
I created a blog with a different email address. There I share my thoughts, my open letters for him. I was just about to post another entry when I received a notification. It was a comment in one of my entries. It was a picture. As I saw the picture I was shocked. I gasped. I couldn't move. It was a selfie of a guy in a very familiar place. I recognize the guy much as I recognize the place where the photo was taken. It was the guy I was trying to avoid for a year now. It was the guy I never expected I will ever see again. It was the guy I longed for. It was David in front of our house.
I walked slowly behind the door. I peeked outside and I was surprised he's really outside. So many questions run my mind. How did he know it was my blog? Why is he here? What should I do? Do I really want to push him away now? But one thought never left my mind. I miss him and I want to hug him now. So I opened the door. And saw the man I was yearning to see. I never realized how much I miss him until he's here. I always know I miss him but I never thought it was so powerful that I threw vow of not talking to him that I have been keeping for months.
As he stares at me, I tried to act normal. But I'm shivering, I'm shaking. He asked if he can come in. I nod without saying a word and without any second thought. He walks slowly inside and forced a smile. I know right and then that we have lots to talk about tonight. I'm trying so hard to stop myself from hugging him. It suddenly feels cold. I finally gathered the strength to speak and asked him to sit down. I offered him a drink and sat down beside the sofa.
*Fiction story
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As much I wanted to continue writing, but I am really tired. I'm sorry I'll just do a part 3 of this. It was another busy day for me. I don't wanna force writing cause it might compromised the story. Tell me what you think about the continuation. hehe... Hope y'all liked it too..
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Hmm. That was really a twist.. Well thought!