The Lost Love

[Yvonne Ignatius]

A page was torned apart from someone's diary. It lays on the ground of a broken home at the edge of the town. The house was burnt down with fire several years ago. And the owner of the house is nowhere to be found. People said the once sweet couple has lost their love and parting ways just after the accident. There's something written on the torned page. The readable section sound like :

"Dear diary,
For a moment I thought about all the sweet things I’ve done with him. And suddenly this sadness that has gone returns all at once. I never thought about how he feels about this. And just think about that sentence, this regret filled the empty space on my heart. Make my heart ache. If I remain silence and blocked myself like this, I would be a heartless person and the problem wouldn’t be solved. But he’s the one who said that because we’re too close, that this incident happened. He could never forgive me. Ever. He will say that I’m the heartless person he ever met. But he does not know either how much I miss him. If only our yearns could meet somehow. Maybe… Maybe we could forget for what’s happened and keep the time clocking and stand still together like the way we used to. But that’s only an 'if'. I don’t know what must I do or I say. I want to contact him again… even just a word or a single touch in his shoulder. But he seems so far away now. I couldn’t reach him somehow… My heart couldn’t reach him anymore… I’m feeling so guilty. Life keep move on even though I have no one in my side anymore. But what hurts me the most… is the fact that the one I love, and the one I miss the most, is him… His presence in my life was too strong to be erased. I have learned to smile again. I have learned to be strong, but how could I…? How could I ever smile if he maybe feels a deep sadness because of me…? I never meant to make any conflicts between my friends… I love them deeply, and it hurts me to have to let them go. Everyone around me blames him. Because of me. Nobody try to understand him and see that everything is happened because of my fault. Everyone said so because they don’t understand the real problems we had. I never thought for how much he cares about me. But what did I give in returns? Nothing but pain and troubles. Read all the things I written here just now make my heart ache even more. Regret won’t do any good. But I also don’t know where to begin my new step. I’m feeling so hollow, like half of me is missing somehow.. I never actually want to break up with him.. My eyes hurts, but the tears won’t come out. And tonight, for the first time after I said I want to break him up, I’m starting to cry again… Yearning for his lost love.. From all the pain I ever felt, missing him would be the painful wound I ever had.. I MISS YOU SO MUCH, HONEY… I WANT TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT AND IF YOU FORGIVE ME, I WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU ONCE AGAIN AND BUILD THINGS UP RIGHT FROM ZERO… LOVE YOU ALWAYS.."

Seems like a letter rather than a piece of diary books. There's a photo of two male, one with red long hair, and the other one with spikey blue hair. And based on their position on the photo, the diary belongs to the blue haired man..

[RofalenaRey]

A year after, the apartement is so quiet. Nothing can be heard beside the chirping of the birds at the backyard. The red haired man lie there on the floor lifelessly, as he stared to the ceiling. His body is so thin and his skin is pale. His eyes red and swollen, and a trail of tears visible on his cheeks.

[Yvonne Ignatius]

Meanwhile in a cold park, the spikey blue haired guy on the photo was sitting on the bench. He had no idea what he was doing up until now. Many of his friends asking what was happening between him and his most precious things in his life. He could only smile, refused to say more, he only said : "He need a new beginning without me.."

[RofalenaRey]

The red haired man, Known as Easter (ex) Sullivan couldn't think clearly. He keep staring at the ceilings and he didn't know how long he's been crying, or laying lifelessly like now. He could care less. He don't have any reason on living again, and he don't want to make any. No one visited his place since a year ago. He locked it and refused to go outside except for eat or buying things he need.

[Yvonne Ignatius]

"Have you move on? Want to find someone else?" has been the frequent questions asked to Orval, the spikey blue. He Want to be alone. Not because he didn't need any friends.. Or indeed, a lover. But he has to be alone. In solitude where he can hurt no one else anymore. He wanted so bad to meer who was once depends his life at Orval's hand. But he had no idea where he is now, and how is he. "I hope he's not forgetting his foods again.." Orval thought for himself. His eyes gazed out at the now whitening sky. It's going to be snowy soon. He looked at a certain bench, made him reminiscing to the past.

-Flashback-

"So tired.." young Orval huffed as he sit down on a bench in front of an oak tree. It was in the middle of August, and the heat of the sun doesn't help him at all. He needed to done his work as an author and send it to the publisher. The deadline is coming, yet he didn't care. He needed to take a break from all of his activity.

[RofalenaRey]

A sudden appearance of a certain red haired male, offering an ice cream almost made him jumped off. The red haired man smiled and demanded him to take the ice cream before it melt.

[Yvonne Ignatius]

"Eh? But.. I.." Orval was confused. He didn't even know this man, but he gave him his ice cream? He didn't want to make the other male feel offended so he took it anyway. There is something about his smile that.. Caught something deep within Orval's heart. "What about you? Where's yours?"

[RofalenaRey]

He nodded and sat beside the blue haired male. He wear long sleeved and turtle neck shirt, despite the very hot weather. "I'm Easter." he said, staring at the older man and smiled again.

[Yvonne Ignatius]

"Orval Sullivan.." Orval answered back with a smile. "Thanks for the ice cream, Easter.. Nice to meet you.." Orval offered his hands, a common ways to greet new people. Orval can't denied if he was, indeed, like Easter. "But, no, he must have someone with him already.." Orval thought.

[RofalenaRey]

Easter reached out to shake Orval's hand. He smiled and looked at his cellphone. "It's going to dark soon, I must go back." Easter stood and turned to face Orval. "I'll see you tomorrow." He waved and dashed to nowhere.