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sir, i am going to leave my short story here as a comment. anyway, i do not know where to post it. i hope it is right.
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by Ma. Josephine E. Inocencio
“Aahhh!”
Jeremy looked at me, with eyes asking why. I grinned and looked at him. “Em, Jake is here. Do I look good now? Hey! Any hint of chocolate on my teeth?” I asked, opening my mouth and showing my teeth.
Jeremy just stared at me impassively and said, “Steff, Jake left by now.”
I left my mouth unlock. Urgh. He did it once more; does not he know that I love him? I had given my full attention to him since first year and yet, he keeps on snubbing me until now. I do not know what is wrong with him or the wrong piece is with me. I act in nature when he is approximately near. Wait. Do I?
“Em, what is wrong with me? Am I not looking good? Am I too repulsive for Jake? Is it dreamland and a nightmare for the two of us? I know, even if he does not like me tomorrow, I knew he loved me yesterday. Am I right, Em? Answer me.” I asked Jeremy.
“Steff, Jake does not covet a girl to get entirely fanatical on him. You are beautiful. Very gorgeous and stunning, I may say,” I grinned on what Jeremy is saying, “But pal, you looked like a worm sprinkled with salt. You unnerve so much. I assume that is the grounds why Jake snobs you.”
I tried to listen and descend all the lexis coming out of Jeremy’s mouth. He is still chatting about something but I do not understand what he is saying. I remembered something and subsequently, I cried.
“Hey! Stop crying, you fool. Jake is not laudable of those tears. Stop it, please.” Jeremy pleaded.
“No, it has nothing to do with Jake. Mum called me a while ago and she said Kitty died because of cancer. Why is this happening to me?” I yelled.
I heard Jeremy exhale noisily and gave me an assassination stare. The bell rang and we should go home now to give Kitty a funeral.
I could not sleep. I am thinking of Jake. I did not understand him. Why all of a sudden, he became so cold? I kept asking myself loads of question but I did not unearth the answers. Perhaps it was extra thinking that I fell dead to the world.
“Good morning, class. I am your History teacher. So, I suppose, you do not know each other up until now. I am your first subject, correct? Welcome to Langley High School. By the way, I am Miss Althea Linriz.” the teacher said.
We are all unvoiced. No one is disrupting Miss Linriz. After discussing the grading system she will apply for the whole school year, she lets us introduce ourselves. Since I am on the second chain, there will be eight students to converse before my turn.
I have down pat the names of my classmates in the obverse row. And then it is the second row’s turn to have a word.
“Hello. My name is Steffanee Prudence Forlore. I am thirteen years old. I am from Richmond Metropolitan. I am delighted to meet and to know you all.” I said in a low, modest voice.
“I can see you are one of the good-looking girls in this room. Turn and let your classmates see how beautiful you are. ” Miss Linriz alleged.
I inflame. I do not know what to say. I turn around and they all chuckle. I bow my head and take my seat. I cannot focus on recalling the names. Well, this is the earliest awkward jiffy of my high school life.
I tried to snoop and then I discern this boy. He is endearing, I may say, but not that attractive. It is his turn by now. I listen vigilantly with my head duck in the desk.
“I am Jake Emmanuel Donbrion. I favor to be called Jake. I am thirteen years old. I reside in Norfolk. That’s all.”
Too short. I say again the person's name. JAKE EMMANUEL DONBRION. I do not know what took place but I suddenly undergo this abrupt sentiment of throbbing heart. I keep on repeating his name and the throbbing heart budges more rapidly. And after a long wait, Miss Linriz verbalizes again. She starts the discussion about our first subject matter. I begin to jot down some notes and then out of awareness, I inscribe his name on the backside of my notebook.
From then on, I started to pay too much interest on him. I made it sure that I am a good young woman to his eye. And we even became the best of friends.
I love him, intensely. That thought made me understand that I do not long to lose him, even go outlying from him. I do not want to leave him. I am hooked on him. I am who will I become up to this time because of the love I am willing to bestow him. And what I am feeling at the moment is not a mistake, rather a treasure to be kept, forever and a day.
As best links, we use our cell phones to be in touch. We do not heed about the time, the populace around us or even about the sensation. It is just about the two of us, merely us. The affection grows stronger and it is very tough to hold back the feeling. Thorny, but gratifying.
“Best, will you come with me after class? I will notify you something, okay? Are you free?” said Jake.
“Of course! Do not leave the room. Just hang around for me. I will clean first and then we will talk.”
The time dashes so prompt. It is nearly dismissal time when I spot him approaching me. With his buddy, Paolo, they both sit down beside me. They are quiet but their eyes are chatting and I can see it. We snoop to the teacher as he discusses about the lecture. After a while, he snatches my pencil case and then he puts a piece of crumpled paper on the pocket.
“Pass the time until Friday before you read it. Have the moral fiber to read it now or else, we will not talk later. Is that all right with you?” he said.
I bob my head. Is this a set-up? Blackmail? I do not have any idea. I waited with annoyance and then the bell rings.
I unsoiled the area dreadfully fast and then he takes hold of my bag and clouts it on his shoulder. We are mutually quiet while walking on the corridor.
“Best, whatever happens, I will still be here for you. I do not care for what extra nation will say about what will come about to something but I guarantee you, I will not leave you.”
“Why are you saying those ridiculous things? Are you dying?” I express amusement but I am confused.
Stillness blocks up the corridor.
“May I ask you a bit, Jake?” He does not reply so I go on. “You are saying a while ago about issues of parting. Do not put in the picture that you are leaving? Has this something to do with the paper? You want me to read it? Respond, please. I am bewildered. Please, Jake.”
We are on the gateway now. He does not answer any of my queries. I will go home today, just about to drop tears.
It is Friday. I am extremely tense. My heart is hammering into quantities. I take my customary seat and I dig up my pencil case. I get a hold of the crumpled paper slowly for the first time. My hands are treacherous, as well as my entire body.
I LOVE YOU. I DO LOVE YOU. CAN I COURT YOU?
The writings are bold, very. I cannot believe it. How come he will fall for me and even love me? Is this the answer to my entreaties? I cannot make up my mind. I have prayed for this moment to arrive and why all of a sudden, I do not know what to do. I will wait for him to come and speak to me about this stuff.
Uh-oh. It is regarding on what he is trying to say the other day. This is all about the parting issue. He is eager to run off our camaraderie aside and start all over again as a couple.
I still wait for him but the daylight hours end exclusive of his existence. I worry about him. I tried to text him more than a few times but no answer came.
The next break of day, he is there and for the first time, I doubt to come within reach of him. Is something wrong again?
I ask over Paolo regarding what is happening.
“Paolo, what is the matter with Jake? Is he sick? Why is he out yesterday?” I ask him.
“I also do not know. Ask him. Maybe it is a delicate problem.”
I cannot talk to him. From this moment, I can feel the mounting barricade between us. He is not my best friend to any further extent. He is hurting me. I do not know why he is doing these things.
My life became dejected after that. He did not dare talk to me or even take a quick look at me. I felt single-handedly, until now and even, tomorrow.
Without Jake in my life, it will be a very big chaos.
“Anee, honey, stir up! It is time. It is your graduation day now, remember?” Mum said as she shook me from bed.
Oh, yes! It is my graduation today. And the reverie in the hours of darkness is just as it is. I will turn out to be a high school graduate and few steps further; I will be a proficient nurse.
“Honey, take a bath now and have the breakfast down the stairs. We will go together in your school. Move quicker, Anee. ”
I stretched out my dead body and I, without more ado, did the stuffs Mum told me. At last, I am all set.
We arrived at the school just in time. It was about to start. I went to my contour and Mum sat in the designated place.
The march and entitle of the graduates took a lengthy time. It is my turn.
“Congratulations, Miss Forlore.”
“Thank you, Sir Martin.”
And now, I have my diploma with me. I am certified high-school graduate at this moment. Shortly at night, we are going to have our graduation ball.
“Congratulations to all the graduates of Langley High School! May you all be triumphant. The Commencement Day has come to an end and God bless to all of you.”
Mum and I advanced to a bistro that was half-filled with the identical people, the graduates, parents and company.
We occupied a table and ordered plain chow. After eating, we went home. I was starting to feel ill at ease about the ball tonight. I do not know if I will ask him to dance or vice versa.
I washed-out the rest of the time watching television, screening the most recent episode in Crime and Investigation Channel. If there were lots of endorsement, I will shift to Totally Spies. In short, burning up of my time is nonentity.
“Anee, it is five in the afternoon. Are you going to grace with your presence the graduation ball or not? I thought you ought to be there at six.” Mum cut the world-weariness.
“Yeah, Mum. I will go there. Are you going to get a hold of me or is it all right if I sleep over at Genevieve’s?” I asked.
“Any of the two is okay with me. Now, make your choice right away so I know what to do soon after the ball.”
“Ahh, I am going to be at Genevieve’s tonight. Anyway, do not be bothered a lot, Mum. I believe she invited our girl friends only. ”
“I did not utter anything, honey. Call me if anything gets wide of the mark. We will talk later after you get fully clad. Walk off now. You will be late. By the way, I think you should take a medicine. You are weedy and it seems like you do not have vigor for today. ” Mum added.
I mounted up to my bunk bed and snatched the mirror. And yes, it is true. I looked weak and sluggish. I presume I was too occupied by Jake and the dance. I stared at my appearance and took a bath.
It is quarter to six and I am dressed up. With my silver, knee-length tube dress and freed tresses, I could not say I am eye-catching but I knew that people could not help but gaze.
“Anee, are you ready?” Mum asked me as she motioned to search out for the car key.
“Yes, Mum. The ball will be over and done by midnight and then we will go on to Genevieve’s residence. Uhm, Mum, who will be here when I am not at home? Did you call some of your links?”
“No. I will spend the night alone. Besides, our helpers will be here. They will not fade away.”
We laughed and proceeded to the car. I arrived at the school grounds five to six.
“Gracious! Is that you, Steffanee?” Queenie welcomed me at the gateway. She called more of our friends and they all have the same feedback. The chitchat was stopped when the Master of the Ceremony, Miss White called the attention of everybody.
“Good evening, everyone. May I ask one and all to please take your respected seats because the graduation ball is about to begin. Thank you.”
We all took our seats and lately after that, the program started. We ate first and then the ball was set in motion.
Paolo invited me to dance and I agreed. He was the first one to start the conversation.
“You are still beautiful, Steffanee. I suppose it is naive beauty but dazzling. Hey! Do not get me wrong.” Paolo said. I chuckled.
“Of course, not,” I answered, “Paolo, can I ask you a few questions?”
“Sure.”
“Do you remember the paper Jake inserted in my pencil case when we are in first year?”
“Yes. What about that?” He answered right away.
“Did you have an idea with that? Is he serious or not?” I was totally nervous while asking Paolo the question.
“Do you really need to know that? It is too private.” He laughed and then continued. “Kidding aside, yes. I think he was serious about courting you. He really loves you and he got absolutely crazy on you. But out of the blue, he realized that he was not yet ready for any commitment. So instead of talking to you, he walked out of your life and that’s it.” Paolo settled it all down.
I looked at Paolo’s eyes. And yes, he was telling the truth. I tried not to cry to convince him it did not caused any pain to me. But my heart was already shattered into pieces. I did not know how to put it back again.
“Thank you, Paolo. I owe you for that.” I told him.
I spend the rest of the ball sitting unless someone would ask me to dance. That was until, I saw Jake and Clarabelle danced. My heart was furious but it can do nothing. I searched for Jeremy and I told him everything.
“Em, I do not want to forget Jake. I do not know what to do. I love him so much. It hurts to see him leaving, you know that.” I said while crying.
“I do not know, too. Stop crying, Steff. I have told you this before. Jake is not worthy of your tears.”
I stopped crying. “Thanks, Em. I can handle things now. Go enjoy the ball and dance with everybody.”
After three songs, I saw Jake coming to me. I looked at the backside to see if Clarabelle is there or any other person. There is none and before I perceive, Jake is in front of me.
“Miss Forlore, can I talk to you?” Jake asked, blank.
Miss Forlore. He addressed me in the reserved way. I was hurt again.
“Sure. Have a seat. So, what is it about?” I asked.
“I am sorry for what I have done to you. I know I have contributed a big injury on your ego but I did not intend to give false hopes to you when I gave you the paper. I was not serious with that and we were best friends before, right?”
I was shocked. Who is telling the truth now?
He continued. “Actually, Paolo and our former classmates had a deal if I could give you a note that says I will court you. That’s it. And we did not expect your reaction. You acted like we have a real rapport.”
“What the hell are you saying, Jake? You want to know how I feel? How can I forget you when you are always on my mind? How can I not want you when you are all I want inside? How can I let you go when I cannot see us apart? How can I not love you when you control my heart? How could you do that to me?” I slapped him. I cried over. I got my things and went to the gateway. I called Mum.
“Mum, please fetch me now. I am not feeling well.” I told Mum, still crying.
“Honey, are you alright? I will be there in ten minutes. Wait for me, okay?” I heard Mum rushed before she ended the call.
I sat down, totally weak now. How could Jake do that to me? And Paolo. He lied to me. I want them to expire now. And what about myself? I am confused. What now?
“Anee, Mum is here. Let us go home now. Are you okay?”
I did not notice Mum arrived. We got on the car and she drove home. Upon arriving, she led me to my room and brought a medicine there. She left me after I changed my clothes.
Jake, you are my first love. With that, I believed at love-at-first-sight. Someone has stolen my heart and you are the highest on my list of suspects. But then, my love is not enough. I will try my very best to set you free, in my being and in my heart. I love you still. I am glad I met you, I had loved you and I ended my high school life with the truth at hand.
I will wait for the right person, the one who is going to mend my heart and give me a true love.
Three months passed.
I am now taking up Nursing at University of Virginia School of Nursing at Charlottesville. And I met Trance.
He was just a simple guy from my Mathematics class. Austere yet, exceptional, that was him. He would reach out for a hand, thinking that he was holding for something that would never let him engulf into agony. Well, that notion left him alone.
I could share the same experience and we have the same story ending. Both left alone by our loved ones.
His name was Wystan Trance Lee, a third year Engineering student. He was my seatmate in Math and we became friends. I felt good around him and it was so easy to be natural around him.
“Hi. Umh, Do you favor Wystan or Trance?” I asked him, smiling a bit.
“I prefer Trance and you are Steffanee Prudence Forlore, right?”
“Yes. By the way, do you mind if I would ask you in the middle of our lecture? I find Math quite hard.”
“Not at all, Prudence. I am glad to help a friend.” He said and gestured his hand towards mine. I held my hand and that was the start.
He is the only person to call me Prudence. And true to his words, he discussed to me the lessons that I find difficult. It is the only class that we both have so we see each other once a day.
I belong to the university’s Radio Station Club: the WDCE, and the school paper, The Collegian. Both clubs obliged late stays so most of the time, I go home alone.
In one of my late Wednesday stay, I saw Trance. He looked so good and fresh. I approached him.
“Hey Trance! What are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?” I asked.
“Umh, yes. But I think, she would not get nearer anymore.”
“Really? Why?” I asked. He used a ‘she’ so that was a girl.
“She is in front of me now. Can you get nearer to me?” he said.
I was stunned. Me?
“Prudence? Hey! Are you okay? You look pale.” He said as he shook me.
It was like waking up from a dream and then I open my eyes. Dream? A very handsome man is in front of me. Oh, Trance!
“Yes? You are saying?” I said.
“No, nothing. Anyway, it is seven. Do you want to eat dinner first?”
“Sure. Your treat? Where?”
He laughed and grabbed my hand. We headed to an eatery and ordered our food. We consumed it immediately.
“Oh, well. Thanks, Trance. This is my first dinner with a guy alone. ” I confessed.
“Really? How lucky am I! Anyway, it is getting late. Would you mind if I accompany you to your home? I cannot leave you now.”
“Sure. Let’s go?”
“Yes. Thanks for accepting my request.”
We arrived past eight.
“Come inside first, Trance. Mum is here and I will introduce you to her. I will give you drinks, too.” I offered.
“That is fine with me.”
I introduced Trance to my Mum and it seemed like they both knew each other for a very long time.
From then on, Trance became a frequent caller to our house. If it were a weekend, he would ask me to go on Murden Point or unwind in Portsmouth. In school, he would wait for me if I have to stay and then we would eat.
“Prudence, can you go with me? It is my father’s birthday and if ever you can come, I will introduce you to them. ” He asked me one day while I was jotting down notes in our Math class.
“Did you tell your father I am going with you?”
“Not yet because I am not sure if you will go with me.”
“Of course I am. I owe you a lot, Trance. When is the bash?”
“Saturday night. I will fetch you at seven, okay?”
Saturday came and I was nervous. We are on our way to Trance’s home. We arrived there seven-thirty. All eyes were on us. I felt conscious about my look.
“Dad, Mom, this is my friend, Prudence. Prudence, this is my Daddy Terrence and Mommy Adeline.”
“Hello. Happy birthday, Sir. I am pleased to meet you both.”
“Call us Tita and Tito. Are you sure you are just a friend? You are the first girl that Trance brings here.” His mother said to me.
It was awkward for me and even though he was just next to me, I was anxious. He introduced me to all the members of the family.
“Do you want to go to the rooftop? It is kind of cold there so I will let you borrow a coat.”
We went there and true, it was cold. He helped me walk on the stairs because it is too narrow. And up there, the view was a sight to see. I could see the stars clearly and it was very beautiful.
“Prudence?” he asked.
“Hmm?”
“I love you, Prudence.”
Am I dreaming with Trance again? I looked at him. His eyes were pleading. I did not notice I was crying.
“Trance? Is this true?” I asked, weeping.
“Prudence, are you mad? I am sorry. I cannot hold back the feeling anymore. I told you that because…no. I took the risk. Prudence, I love you. I really love you. If you are not prepared for any commitment yet, I am eager to wait. Just give me a chance. I love you Prudence, so much.” He said.
“Trance…I love you, too.” I said.
Trance smiled and held me in his arms. I hugged him back.
“Trance, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
I told him the whole thing about Jake. All the heartache and sadness, I let him know.
“Prudence, I will not hurt you. I will wait for you to marry me. That is how much I love you. Prudence, wait here. I am going to get something downstairs.”
I did not answer. I let him go. Trance is my best love. And I am glad that this time, love was mutual. I am afraid to get hurt again. I am tired of crying.
“Flowers for you, my lovely sweetheart.” Trance said as he gave the flowers to me. “Are you okay? Do you want me to get some drinks?”
“No. I am fine. Trance…”
“Yes?”
“Why do you love me?” I asked, looking at his eyes.
“I do not just love you, I am totally and madly in love with you. I love your nails…yes. Your dirty fingernails. I love your messy hair. I love your Mum. What more? I love to watch you gobble foods. I love the way you giggle, smile, and laugh, whatever. I love you just the way you are. I love everything you are. I love you because you are yourself. ”
“Are you my boy friend now?” I asked in a babyish approach.
“You want me to prove it, Sweetheart?” he provoked.
“Umh, yes.” I giggled.
He hugged me again and this time, longer. I could feel his fast heartbeat. He placed my hand in his chest.
“This heart, it only beats for you. You are the only one who touched my heart like this.”
And his lips touched mine, unhurriedly. His lips were soft and it brought powerful electricity on my body.
Three years dashed in an instant.
“Sweetheart, this home is for you and for our family. After your graduation, we will prepare for our wedding. That is one month from now.” Trance said as he hugged me from my back.
“Will you let me find a job first?”
“Do you really want to have a job? Approve. I will let you work but make sure it will not affect your health. You are going to be a professional nurse soon and I am a proud boyfriend!”
I did not answer but I smiled.
“Trance, let’s go home. I feel a little dizzy but I am all right. Please? Is that fine with you?” I asked.
“Sure, sweetheart. Do you want me to buy medicine first?”
“No need. I have it in my bag. It is in your car, right? Do you have water there?”
“There is. I will bring you to your house. Take a rest. You can take a nap in the car. Your home is a bit far from here.” He said and he opened the car door for me. “We are driving home, sweetheart. Drink your medicine and sleep now.”
I took my medicine. I shut my eyes but I did not sleep. It was very tough to keep a secret from him.
I had my medical examination last month. The examination said that I was diagnose with cancer of the lymphatic system. Only Mum knows it and I told her never to tell Trance about it. I do not want him to leave me because of my illness.
Months from now, I am going to be the wife of Wystan Trance Lee. And if that happens, I will be the happiest person alive. The question is, am I still alive by that time?
“Sweetie, we are here. Mum is waiting there. Do you want me to carry you?” he said.
“No, I am fine. Just help me go to my room. I am sorry for worrying you.”
“No problem. Do you want me to stay? I will take care of you. I will call my secretary now to cancel my meeting.”
“N-no. I am really fine. Go now. You will be late. I love you, Sweetheart.” I stammered.
“I love you, too. You sleep now. I will call you later, okay?” he said and kissed me.
In my dreams, I saw Trance. He told me I do not need to lie. His heart was full of love and understanding and that were his reasons why he would not leave me. He said he knew true magic with me, with our love. And he wrote these words on a paper:
Not all magic is untrue. Sometimes, you just have to look inside your heart and seek what magic really means with the one you love. In that way, you can say that magic can be true, with love.
Was it my conscience or was that what Trance truly feels?
Another important event in my life came. I already took the Board Exam in Nursing and I am still waiting for the results. And today was my graduation. The graduation was the same with the one I have in high school. The only difference was I have Trance with me. I like the simple but formal procedure.
After the graduation, we proceeded to our home. Mum and I invited Trance’s family to a simple celebration. We also talked about the incoming wedding. Trance’s family would take charge of the ceremony and the church while Mum would have the reception.
It took less than three months to prepare for our wedding. It was all set and dated February 6, four days before my birthday. I am turning twenty-three.
We wanted a simple and short ceremony so it appeared like that. My heart was slowly going back to its original arrangement as the ceremony went on. The exchange of ‘I do’s’ was simply dramatic.
My heart was healed. It felt like I am a new person but I cannot get rid of the fact that I am dying, slowly dying. And yet, he did not have any idea what caused my misery.
“I now pronounced you, husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”
I heard people applauded. Trance kissed me passionately and we smiled to every flash of the camera.
This is it. This is all I wanted. I found the man for me. But the world is so selfish! Why do I have to depart this life and leave him quick? I guess this is how fate plays, very unfair.
At exactly my birthday, I decided to tell him everything. He surprised me with a birthday cake and a breakfast in bed.
“Happy birthday, Sweetheart. I love you so much!” he said and then kissed me.
I hugged him. This would not be the last embrace I am going to give him. I do not want to leave him.
“Trance, I love you. I really do love you. Leaving you is the hardest thing to do. But how can I not leave you if…I am d-dying, Trance.” I cried and I saw astound in his face.
“What are you talking about? Dying? Why?” He is angry now.
I handed him the envelope that holds the result of my medical examination. He observed it.
“I got a cancer of the lymphatic system. I am going to expire soon.” I laughed while crying, trying to break the ice. “The doctor said the longest possible time would be one and a half year. I was diagnosed two months before my graduation. I have few months left.”
“This is not true. Tell me it is not!” he yelled.
I know he saw the wear and tear on me emotionally and physically.
“I did not tell you because I am afraid that you would leave me. I did not want to show anyone my true feelings. Now you know, I do not need to be tough. I can cry. I can be honest about my fears and frustrations. Number one is leaving you.”
I hugged him again. This time, it was hard. I wanted to feel that I still have him. He hugged me back. And I cried very hard.
“Prudence, sweetie, you are not going to die. You are not leaving me. I will send you to the best doctors and you will have your chemotherapy, okay? You are not leaving me. You promised me, right? I do not have the words to make you feel better but I do have the arms to hug you, I have the ears to listen to whatever you want. I have a heart that is aching to see you smile again. What do I live for when all I were living for is gone?”
“I will be loving you forever and a day, Trance. You are always in my heart. You are the one who put my heart back. My heart is yours now. ”
After that night, we temporary moved to my mother’s place. Mommy and Daddy alternately took care of me. Mum took charge of my medicine. Trance sent me to the best doctors.
I knew I was not getting any stronger. After the surgery, Mum and my in-laws talked to me.
“Steffanee, this is the true test. Most guys would have bailed but Trance was so strong. You lay in your bed, unable to move. Trance is here everyday. He would visit you and bring you flowers.” Mommy said.
“He would even gather the spit from your mouth in tissue as your body purged toxins. Trance would carry you from the living room to your bedroom since you are too weak to walk.” Mum added.
“And now, you are depressed over having to shave off your hair after chemotherapy, Trance will shave his head as well. I have never seen Trance care for a girl like this. You are really different. Trance really loves you and you know, it will hurt him a lot to lose you.” Daddy summed up.
“So fight, honey. We are here. Trance is here, waiting for you.” Mum said.
That night, I cried. Who wants to leave his greatest love? I want to fight, for love, for my family. For Trance. I hugged Trance. I knew he is upset. I kissed him and started to write a letter for him.
To my dearest Trance,
I am not getting any stronger. I knew that one of these days, I would leave everyone including you. I am sorry for being selfish. I should have told you this before so you can let go, so that I would die easily. I tried to fight but my strength was not enough for me to move on. I do not want to leave you, you know that. Everyone knows that. It would hurt me to leave you. But Trance, we could not do anything now.
It is not that I am afraid to die, it is if I die, who will love you as I do? Trance, if I die, I want you to know that you are my greatest love. We have been through so much. I know you do not deserve what is happening right now so I want you to go on with your life or start a new one. I love you, Trance. I believe in love-at-first-sight but it was not like that. At first, I am indifferent. It was like it was not real until I saw you there, waiting for me. It was love-at-second-sight. Never been heard? Hmm.
Let us face this. I am dying soon. Whatever happens, I will still be by your side. I will still love you and my heart…it is still yours. There is a time for departure even when there is no certain place to go.
I love you so much Trance, always.
Love,
Prudence
I folded the paper and placed it between us. I closed my eyes. I knew it was time. I would sleep, for good. I love you, Trance.
I saw everybody.
My friends from Langley High School and my colleagues in college were there. My family, Mum, Mommy and Daddy were silent at the corner. Jake was there and he talked to Trance.
“Mister Lee, we are sorry for what happened. We did not know she was sick. She used to be a strong woman.”
“She is still strong. She tried her very best not to show anyone, even me, she is not suffering. It was like when you tell her everything about you is a joke. She cried but nobody knows. She tried to forget you and leave everything behind, but I guess, you occupied a place in her heart.”
Jake bowed his head and smirked. “Yes, maybe. But you are on it now. She loves you so much and her whole heart was filled with joy caused by you. You have her heart now. No one can change that. Condolence, Mister Lee.” Said Jake and went back to his seat.
Everybody is expressing their sympathy. I saw Trance. He is strong, as ever. He is looking at me. Today is the last day of my physical body on earth. But I will be here for Trance. I will be staying for him.
“Prudence, you are a-always in my heart. Do not worry, sweetheart. Wait for me there. I will follow you soon. I love you. You are my greatest possession, the greatest one ever.”
I hugged him and I smiled.
Not that fast but he will be here. I blew him a kiss and then I went back to my maker.
It was like two old souls finding for each other. On the edge of my dreams, I will stay and wait for you. I will see your face. A twin soul when we share eyes. It is there. I am forever in your arms, safe and sound. At the edge of the mountain, I will remain breathless. For me, no greater love will ever be found.
I will love you forever and a day, and if forever takes a lifetime, then I promise to be there at the end to welcome you with open arms. Then we will finally have all the dreams we have ever dreamed about, became a reality.
I will wait for you, be there for you, always.
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ReplyDeleteDarling I want you to listen
I stayed up all night, so I could get this thing right
And I don't think there's anything missing
Cause a person like you, made it easy to do
I've waited for so long, to sing to you this song
Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven
Your smile could heal a million souls
Your love completes my existence
You're the other half that makes me whole
You're the only other half that makes me whole
I think the angels are your brothers
They told you about me, said you're just what she needs
And I find myself thanking your mother
For giving birth to a saint
My spirit flies when I say your name
If there's one thing that's true
It's that I was born to love you
Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven
Your smile could heal a million souls
Your love completes my existence
You're the other half that makes me whole
You're the only other half that makes me whole
You make my dreams
Come true over and, over again
And I honestly truly believe
You and me are written in the stars
I live my whole life through
To giving
Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven
Your smile could heal a million souls
Your love completes my existence
You're the other half that makes me whole
You're the only other half that makes me whole