Green light turns to red. Red turns to every color I have known. The music blasting loud that I have to cover my ear with my hands to block them out. Thankfully, I found some cups, I assumed untouched, from the kitchen counter before I proceed my way to the back of the house where there is a round empty pool.I take the empty chair beside it and start drinking the cup with my legs settling on the small square table. It's water. I laugh over my stupidity. That's why it's not touched because it's water.It's quite more peaceful here. I wish we have a pool like this in our backyard so I could have more moments like these everytime I go home from work. I touch my gaze to the sky and the stars are like diamonds that no one could ever own. Nobody could own something that is just too far away, to something untouchable. The door pushes open, revealing Cooper. When I was talking to him earlier, he's funny and outgoing. He vibes in and then goes silent so quickly. When his eyes finds me, it's
Cooper surprises me for the last three hours. It's five pm. I got out from shift earlier than I used to. I have Patrick as my substitute. He's staying for another over time. I hope I can call him as a friend now. A hardworking, and considerate friend is what I need right now. When I exited the shop, Cooper is already standing outside the shop. It was on the exact same spot where Simon used to be.We drove right to the dress store so I can change since I didn't really think of preparing. Last night, I felt differed after Simon and I talked in the pool. I watched him left me again. His head was down and it's like the saddest thing I saw. “What about this dress?” Cooper lifts the blue ocean dress in the air. I snap out of thoughts for the tenth time today. I couldn't get him off of my mind.I smile at the beautiful dress. It ties around the neck and it has a V-neck display on the front. “She's perfect.” I grab it from him. Cooper dearly smiles at reaction. “Let me see the price,” I loo
Cooper and I are interrupted with a knock on the door. We wait for it be gone before we exit the comfort room. I'm glad it didn't go far. I wasn't ready at all. And I don't think I would do it with him too soon. Cooper and I drive back to the house which where the party was held last night. He goes straight upstairs while I stay in the room where Simon is sitting next to the door. He doesn't notice me because his eyes are closed tight. “I like your dress.” The girl in a braided hair says. She was the one on the phone earlier. My heart skips a bit. I look down. “Thanks.” I tell her. When I said that Simon opens his eyes as if hearing my voice wakes him. Our eyes hold gaze but it's only for a second. I feel his gaze runs down on my dress and then at me. It's really hard for me to just feel this when I was having a hard time ignoring the thought of him. It was so hard. Does Simon finds me attractive now with this dress? Does he think I'm pretty like the girl beside him?“I gotta lea
Why do sometimes I believe that Era wants me but then the second she realized that she's making me feel that way, she's pulling away like it's something she never wants to do. Because I know, the moment I kissed her she wanted it. So badly. For so long I've been wanting to do that with her but it's just hard to do it. She left being sorry as if the biggest mistake she ever done. It's only been a day since she've known Cooper mad now they're a thing? So fast. Too fast and he gets to kiss as if they're in love already. But in that moment, I know Era doesn't want me there so I went outside. Every moment seems like I'm painstakingly losing her. The girl who have my heart since we were young. We were so young and just the two of us. No Cooper. No one else but us. I wonder if she feels bleary with me. Like she's looking for a new adventure. I know Cooped could give her that adventure. What can I give her then? I'm nothing but a drinker. Cooper is more confident, more elegant, more of i-
The sound of birds chirping from the window wakes me up. Then when I move, I feel a holding my hand. I look down, it's Simon's. He's seated in a chair next to the bed. His face the other direction but I know his messy brown hair. It's his. I always know. I can't help but smile that he's here. My hand reaches out to touch his strands and smooth the ones that are sticking out.I miss touching his hair. I could barely do this. It always feels like a once-in-a-lifetime kind of chance. He stirs and turns to me. He pulls his hand right away like he's not supposed to do that. Right. He's not supposed to. I just forgot about Cooper for a few good minutes. “Good morning.” He sits upright. “How are you feeling?” He doesn't sound worried like Cooper or my father. It's like he already knows I would feel better, eventually. “Better than yesterday.” I say. “Why's your hair get so messy in the morning?” He laughs at himself. And reaches up to fix his hair like he's embarrassed. “Says the one wi
On my home, it's already dark. I keep looking behind as if someone might stab or kidnap any time soon. But for the most part, I wish he was there outside the parking lot and wait for me until my shift ends. But he wasn't there. Simon wasn't there. Not seeing him after that morning is probably best for us. For me and Cooper. And us, Simon and I. I like walking on the way home. It's just easier for me to think and process things. These past few days. It's been me and Cooper. He stays. I thought by next week, he would get rid of me. Like I I thought he would eventually see me as boring. But he's still here. He's staying with me whether I work a lot or not. Sometimes I wonder if what he does when he's not with me. He never said anything about it. Maybe I could ask him tomorrow night. He wants to take me to this restaurant by the beach. He loves it there at night. Wind and golden bulbs on the shore, as how he described it would be.When I reach to the my front door, I glance over the h
Chapter Song: Good Mourning by Sophie Holohan The first time I had my heart broken was when Era rejected me when I asked to junior prom. I was very excited. I keep jumping on my bed. Writing the best letter invitation. I even asked Kim to read it for me just to see how she would react. But she couldn't feel a thing. She said, “People just can't read something and force to feel a thing when those romantic words are not meant for them. It's not going to work that way.” She told me and then went back to her room. “You have to give it to her. Move fast, turtle!” She yells from other side of the wall. But Era rejected me. She wanted the other guy. It wasn't me. He was the Mr. Popular and I was just someone she knew. I didn't know how it felt like but I hope I would never have to experience it again. Because that's the kind of moment where I wish I didn't exist at all. I thought a lot about Kim's words then and now. It was so hard to find the courage to walk up to my best friend and
The thing about love is we dont get to to force it when it's not for us. Because real love is letting go. And I think that's what I'm doing today. Letting go.I still see her every day. Maybe it's just always be me. It would be hard to not watch her walk under the sun when she's Era. She was my best friend. Always will be. I've known a little parts of her that never changed. And that's her smile. And how she's still the girl that I would cherish even she's in love with someone else. I have a feeling it's going to rain today. Oh shoot. I still need to pick up some gardening tools from Macy's store. I should pick it up later tonight when I'm finish planting the seed in the soil. I've been trying to preoccupied my mind with gardening or planting. I dont know what it exactly called. Perhaps, this is just because I'm so new to this. And so far it's keep my mind off of the things that messes my mind. It's therapy, I guess. A free one. Kim is gone. My mom is gone. Kim's still uncertain whe