Tuesday, February 14, 2012

A Valentine Drama


Its 10:35 PM at the clock in my car. I supposed to be in the house right now, having my late dinner while playing FB, taking a rest after a long tiring day at work. Saw the phone lighten up, it was ringing for the 4th time, my husband is calling me again. I know he's worried now but instead of answering it, I just hold it tightly, look up at the dark sky, then tears falls down again from my eyes, run through my cheeks, wiped it and whisper to God, "I'm sorry" and cried again.
There's just a few car in the parking lot, the silence of the night makes me feel sad more so I tune up the radio, love songs we're playing, so volume it down, I don't wanna go home yet, I just want to be alone for a while. Holding the steering wheel, with my face on my arm, facing the right side of the parking lot, a familiar person appears. You can tell on his face that he's so worried. He hurriedly open the passenger door of my car and get in. After a small talk and kisses I was convinced to finally go home... Its really hard when you're trying to be good with somebody and yet that somebody wont bother to give it back in return. You're trying hard to reach out to meet their expectation but all they see is your imperfections. I guess its time to move on. Pleasing everyone will be now out of my dictionary.
12:05, still up. Its been two nights already that I doesn't have enough sleep. Its been a stressful day for me. But I know I still have to be grateful, because I have this person with me who is always there on my ups and down. Who always willing to listen on my drama's in life. Laugh and accept my craziness, spoil me in everything and love me more than words can say. Thank you God for allowing me to meet this person, thank you for giving him to me, to love him and be with him for the rest of my life. I know there's still plenty of circumstances to come, but I am confident that I will surpass them all with him by my side.
God, thank you for unconditional and forever love to us. Hugs! :)

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