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001. ROMANTIC TRAGEDY _______
It was a chilly opening to the brand new year, that passes by me, a shiver running down my body. My face numbs in the cold, pushing my chin into more warmth my scarf can give.
Yet again another crispy breeze, hits me. My arms lock against my chest as I desperately roam my gaze for something that can give me a slight chance of warmth, well, preferably long lasted heat, and that's when my eyes find a bench covered by a ray of sunlight.
Although it's a rather cold day to be having a walk in the park, I just seemingly conclude that indeed, it can truly be beautiful regardless what weather brings.
My feet walk me towards the heated bench. Well, in my defence, it's better than being frozen the whole time so I assume it's heated compared to this blizzard.
I rest my bottom onto it, sinking into the beautiful sunlight on this early morning and absorbing the vitamin D, I lack so on.
Fresh air, just exactly what I needed.
I close my eyes, the bird chirping giving me every right too. And it feels for almost a split second, all my worries have completely vanished. But then I open my eyes back into reality, because the worries and painful thoughts, bobble back up again.
And boy, does it hurt.
My eyes dangerously watch the sun peaking through the white balls of mystery—I never understood what clouds were made of—and I squint my eyes gazing out of the box of sunlight and more further towards the grass.
My heart race rapidly picks up and my swarming pain, fumes inside of me. There's a decent couple ahead of me, but I cannot bare to look away, and I seemingly don't know why. I can't exactly outline their facial features nor do I even think I know them, because they're quiet far but I cannot help to get out of my cosy seat, losing a lot of sun, to have a closer look.
Am I being a stalker? I ask myself, abruptly shaking my head in disagreement. No, just a tad bit nosey.
I finally arrive at a reasonable place, close but not too close.
And it's as if, my whole life takes a drastic turn—in which I can no longer return too.
It's my boyfriend. My, boyfriend. My love, my precious, the one I'd sacrifice my life for, my everything. My insignificant other that has questionably, shattered my world of love, in pieces.
