One Rainy Day (An Old Work)
I just stood there. I did not know for how long, but I just stood there. It was only when I felt cold drops of water fall from the clouded sky above me that I recovered from my stunned stance. I did not bother to wipe my cheeks, which were wet long before the rain had started. Instead I lifted my head up hoping the rain would wash the tears on my face. It didn’t take long for me to realize that it could only help me hide the traces of sorrow that continued to flow, not make them go away. I sighed, and started to walk back home.
It was only hours before that I had passed the same path with him, smiling and happy, my arms wrapped around his waist…I shook my head out of sadness…It was all my fault. Just like the other times…
And when I say, it was entirely my fault, it truly is. I have a lot of insecurities. The fact that women always find him attractive did not help. I am always scared…Scared that eventually he might leave me. Not because I don’t trust him, it was because I feel like I do not deserve him.
He had always been patient with me. It was seldom that he had ever raised his voice during an argument. Most of the times, he would just accept everything that would come out of my mouth, no matter how hurtful it might sound…Sometimes, he would even apologize to me despite of the fact he haven’t done anything wrong.
But today’s argument ended up differently. He held me tight, and said, “Honey, I love you so much…but I guess…no matter how I try, I could never make you see how much you mean to me…I’m sorry.” After that he just let go, bowed his head and walked away.
I wanted to call out his name, tell him to come back, run after him…tell him I am sorry. I wanted to do all these…but I just stood there and let him leave.
And then when I was in front of my house, the realization that I might have lost him for good came to me in full force. Quickly I turned around and started to run towards his house. It was then that I saw him, running towards me, a black umbrella over his head. We both stopped and stood silently, facing each other. And then he spoke… “You are all wet…”
“Yes…Yes I am…”
“You’ll get sick…”
“Maybe…”
“I’m sorry,” both of us said at the same time. He then stepped closer to me, and used his free hand to pull me to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and leaned towards him. I felt him place a kiss on top of my head. “I really didn’t know why I walked out like that…I…I was going to come back because I realized that you didn’t have an umbrella with you.”
“I love you, you know that?”
“Yes I know…”
“And you love me…”
“Yes, good you know…” I playfully hit him on his shoulder upon hearing his reply. “Come, I’ll walk with you home.” I nodded.
women… hehhehe. joke!
kyut naman basahin.. it was like watching a scene from a love movie.
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Well thats my WIFE. Best in everything. Am Blessed.
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@BURAOT: Sensya na…Found it in my old vault of written crap…Sayang naman kung nakatambak lang
is this a true story? nice one, simple expression of unconditional love, that is.
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what a wonderful story… short and powerful.. more please.. hihihi
@joycee: No it isn’t hahaha. It was something I had written about 6 years ago…
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kinilig ako sa message ng hubby ni timi…. haaaayyysss
great post timi… more.more
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Kakakilig naman!! Well written sis! A good short flick for an indie film!! di ba?!!! http://crimsonheavens.net/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif
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Oh, I kinda feel like the girl in the story. I’m terribly insecure, needing constant reassurance. The fact that my guy isn’t the vocal type makes things worse. But we’re getting through, and we will have been together for three years come December 5th.
Nice story…
I can also relate to this story. I am often if not extremely insecure. My guy is not the player type but I can’t help but worry and feel scared about small, unnecessary things. He has always been good to me. Now I wish he’s happy…
..without me.
Dearest Love of My Life,
I think I have already read this work of yours way back in 2003, like back then; even now it sinks my heart and brings tears to my eyes. I hope unlike in your story, you can feel the love I have for you. I do hope I express my feelings for you and you can feel the warmth of my love and hear my heart beating for you even when I am not around you. I am not going anywhere and never will I turn my back on you. I am here to stay, and should I seize to breath, I still will reside in your heart and mind and remind you just how special, loving, caring and adoring you are. Unlike in your story, I am the one who feels I do not deserve an angelic creation of God like you. I Love You. – Your Hubby.
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ahehe.. pag nakakabasa ako ng ganyan parang gusto kong mainlab… more!!! more!!!! cheers… kenekeleg ako!!!
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cool, i wish i can write stories too but my imagination’s not really good, hehe. keep it up!
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