Diaries: Memoirs of two hearts..

Memoirs of two hearts..

It was a peaceful morning on a monday as I stroll along the campus. As I walk alone, I realized how I love my own company. It has never been lonely to be a loner. It doesn't have to be always sad being alone. It doesn't always have to have companies just to be happy. I'm fine by myself--- without him.

But what's not fine is seeing him with another girl while I am all alone.

And there he is, about ten meters away walking towards my direction with his arms around her. From a distance I can see them laughing. He looks happy. But I still believe he'll be much more happy being with me.

Okay, this is awkward.

I want to change my path but he's already right in front of me. Suddenly I felt this uneasy feeling. I felt a twinge in my heart. I want to shrink at that moment. I'm begging for the earth to swallow me up. Still I held my forehead high and my chin up.

Stand still girl, and look pretty. I thought.

My eyes were fixed farway. I can't look at them. I know that once I lay my eyes upon him, I would break down. But my ego was so stubborn. I turned around and caught a glimpse of him with her arms around her. Once I was the one being held with those hands. Now we're just mere strangers with familiar faces.

He didn't even look at me. Or did he? I don't think so. Anyway, why would he?

I continued to walk. Maybe someday I'll get used to this. Maybe someday...