How long has it been?

When was the last time that I have seen you, sitting on your favorite part of the apartment drinking your favorite cup of coffee?

When was the last time that you held my hand so tenderly?

When was the last time that I felt those soft pair of lips in mine?

31,536,000 seconds

8,760 minutes

365 days

1 year.

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I was sitting by the windowpane, drinking the same cup of coffee that you like.

Until now, I don’t understand why you like this bitter beverage so much, the taste was so horrible.

I have this urge of puking at the first week of drinking it, but eventually got used to this warm liquid inside my system.

I was looking outside

And kept on thinking of you again

Even after a long time

I’m still thinking of you

Do you know how much I have suffered when you left?

Leaving nothing but bittersweet memories the both of us shared, in this apartment that we bought from our savings.

One year later,

But I still can’t move on.

One year later,

But the pain still lingers.

One year later

But my heart still longs for you.

Until when. . . .

Until when will I carry this burden with me?

The burden of losing you

I guess I really was not enough for you.

I guess I wasn’t really that one person for you.

After all we are both of the same

The people around despise seeing us act as normal couple in the streets of Seoul.

Maybe you’ve had enough of all the spiteful marks you have been receiving.

Maybe being with me wasn’t the right decision after all

Or maybe, you just don’t love me anymore.

Unknowingly, a lone tear fell from the corner of my eye.

“Tiffany. . . .  I .  . . . miss you .” I mumbled softly, hoping that she would hear me.

I heaved a small sigh as I exit my Apartment and walked along the side of the road.                      

I don’t even know where I ‘am heading, I just wanted to get out of that apartment where all of our memories were made.

It’s quite suffocating in there; every space of that apartment reminds me of her.

That one person who promised to be with me “Forever”

But eventually left me in the end.

I sighed, the nth time for this day, walking aimlessly in the streets of Seoul, looking at the people who I passed by hoping she was one of them.

I turn to my left then to my right, wishing that I’d see her angelic face once again

“For the last time, please.. . . . . let me see her.”

It was as if the Heaven’s listening to me

as I looked across the road

She was there

My angel

The one whom I loved before

And the one whom I still love today

I wanted to run to her side

Beg her to be with me again

Ask her if she still loves me

And feel her lips entangled with mine once more

But

She’s with someone

The guy whom she chose over me

The guy who broke Tiffany’s promise of forever with me

But the only person who truly made My Angel happy

She was glowing

She was more beautiful than before

Those jet black hair suits her without a doubt

Her face, skinnier but shows her well shaped cheek bones

She’s an Epitome of beauty

I was following them from across the street

She was undeniably happy, it shows by just how much she smiles and laughs at the jokes the guy makes

She has never been like that when we were together

I smiled; a bitter smile

I guess she really wasn’t meant for me

“One year later but I still can’t get over you.”