"Ouch!" I grunted as a paper cut through my skin. I sighed exasperatedly and went to the sink to remove the blood from the wound. I looked at the pile of papers at my back. Still have a lot of wedding invitations to do, huh?
I sighed over and over again. A wind passed through the window and the curtain from it flew. I froze on the spot. Eyes got stung. I held my breath as I saw this tall, blond guy with an angel-like face, waving at me, with his signature silly grin plastered on his face. I turned off the faucet and without having second thought stormed out of my house running like a child running when his father returned home after years of not being home.
I hugged him tightly as I wailed. I heard his familiar laugh again. Oh God, I miss this man so damn much.
"I miss you! I miss you!" I cried and hugged him tighter this time. Afraid that he'll vanished anytime soon.
"Hey, I can't breathe, Daya! Relax!" He exclaimed then laugh afterwards. He gently pushed me, still chuckling. I pouted and bowed my head. Geez, did I overreact again?
He put his palms on my cheeks, trying to lift my head but I go against it. My cheeks got flustered. What the freak, Daya! You girl sure know how to always overreact!
"Hey, looked at me. I'm serious," he said, gently, but I knew better. He's smiling like a fool. This game cheater!
"Jeonghan I know better. You can't fool me."
"Daya, nugu aegi?" He teased. I rolled my eyes heavenward. He don't change, does he?
"Diamond, look at me." I lift my head as I heard seriousness in his tone. I don't want to anger him. He will seriously take it against me and will not forget about it.
I gave him a deadpan look. He laughed. I rolled my eyes.
"I miss you too..." He said gently and smiled. A smile appeared on my face too. Jeonghan... He's like a sunflower, so warm and gentle. A sunflower that gives warmth to my already withered soul.
"Daya..." He said then smiled but his voice now is more serious than awhile ago.
"Don't live in the ghost of your past... I always wanted you to be happy, right?" I nodded. No, no. Please don't.
"Free yourself from the pain, Daya. Please allow yourself to be happy again..." I sobbed.
"No, please, no. Jeonghan you can't do this to me, please. Don't go." I broke down. I sat on the earth. Not caring about the dirt.
"Please stay. I-I can't live without you, please." I continue to shake my head and pulled my hair. No, no. This is not happening.
"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!" I screamed while looking up at him. I saw his eyes watered.
"If only I can, Daya, I will..." He said in between his deep breathings, like his having a hard time too.
"But I can't, you know that, right? Please stop getting yourself a paper cut. Don't trigger my memories to you. Please please leave that job of yours and chase your dreams. You can't do this to yourself. Please choose to be happy and don't make me your purpose why you're existing. P-please..." He broke down on his knees.
"Leave your job, Daya. Start anew. Find a new love. I'm just a memory of yours now. Seek help, Daya. I-I love you, okay? I said that to you many times. I love you until my last breath." He reached for my face and rub my cheeks. He sniffed. My tears uncontrollably dripping on my face.
"I'm always longing for you, J-jeonghan... I wanted to see you even when I'm making a fool of m-myself. I-if only you didn't saved me..." I said stuttering. I cried harder as I remember all our memories together. Us, making wedding invitations. When I got a paper cut from making too many he's the one who cleans my wound and mess my hair. Teasing me that I internationally got a paper cut because I know he will be the one who'll clean it. For all our road escapades together. Until that day when we got into an accident. I... I survived but he didn't.
"Free yourself, Daya. I wanted you to live with purpose for yourself and not for me. Always remember that I love you. Until we meet again, my love."
I stared at him intently. Held his hand tightly but like a wind, he vanished away. Leaving me with nothing but memories.
