SEEK OF SOLACE

Tears started to fell in my eyes as the raindrops also started to fall. But still, I don't have the courage to run away. A tired smile came out of my lips, I lifted my hands in both sides to feel the droplets of water. 

I let out a humourless chuckle. Looks like the rain wants to comfort me, huh?

The rain started to get heavier. I even felt my hair started to touch my skin. My hospital white gown started to hug my curves.

I closed my eyes as I let out a deep sigh. I started walking in the middle of the road without minding the noises of the vehicles passing by.

"Hey, get out of there!" 

"Hey!"

They started shouting and beeping their horns. But me, I continue walking without minding where would I go. Should I go home instead? Nope, I don't even think I have a home.

My thoughts came back when I heard some screams, people are shouting as I can feel the cold warmth of wind due to rain. Their loud sirens honk like there's no tomorrow, shattering my ears.

I craned my neck for the last time as the rain started to be gone. Rain comforted me as I cried. Rain is now gone, maybe I'm next?

I think I couldn’t sail my boat anymore, I think it’s time for me to give up. Sorry, but I think I couldn’t reach the land of my success anymore.

The moon and stars started to brighten up again. The stars looked so fascinating as they shine in the middle of the night. I streched my right arm, as if like reaching for it. How does it feel to be one of the stars?

I slowly closed my eyes, remembering the memories that we’ve shared before that I’ll gladly treasure forever.

I can still reminisce the day that he asked me about my wish. It's my twenty first birthday and we decided to celebrate it together. Not so grand but atleast, we are here, filling thy warmth of each other's presence. 

"What do you wish for?" He asked while looking intently at me with a smile plastered on his face. 

"You," I simply replied and we both laughed.

But things had changed and if you will asked me again, I would say.

Until now, I'm still wishing for you. I am still wishing that maybe someday, you'll be mine again. I know that you don't love me the way I love you, nor embrace me as how I embrace you. I know that I don't own you again and I never will. But hoping and wishing you to be mine again isn't too ironic, right?

Please, don't tell me to stop wishing for you. at least in my wish, you are mine. Yes, it hurts, wishing you to be mine while you are wishing to the moon and constellations above for another girl.

And everything went black and I can feel the loud impact of my body. I was hit by a car. 

“Euryx!” A loud voice shouted before I lose my senses.

Oversee the love that had broke but now will be leisurely in prosperous, the seek of solace.