Just reached home and I was about to call Troy when I realize I had just broken up with him. I don't know whether I have already adapted a habit to call him whenever I reached home and started chatting with him for hours.
As I scrolled through the images in my phone, I saw many fond memories of us having fun together. I saw a picture of the two of us and a melted ice-cream. I remembered it was because Troy wanted me to have the ice-cream but I, out of the same love as him wanted him to have the ice-cream instead. The period of pushing the ice-cream to each other, in turn causes the ice-cream to melt. We laughed so happily at each other. I remembered he was so happy, he kissed me hard on my cheek.
As I reluctantly deleted that photo, I came across another photo of him and me with a nasty wound at my knee. Then again, I remembered that day was my friend's birthday and even though Troy do not know him, he attended his birthday party at East Coast Park to keep me accompany. And even though he is the guest, Troy offered to cook the food because all of my other friends were inexperienced in cooking. I was very touched and all my other friends were very envy of me. My hands soon got dirtied because I helped in the cooking with him and I needed to wash my hands quickly but as I ran towards the toilet which was about two kilometers away, I fell. The fresh blood that oozes out from my knee were excruciating. At that point of time, I kept crying as I endure with the pain but Troy, Troy was the one that told me to relax and offered to piggyback me to the toilet. I know I am heavy but he did not gave up on me and continue walking till we reached the toilet. The journey of Troy carrying me was painful. But it was a sweet-painful love that I will never forget.
It took me a lot of courage to delete that photo but I knew I have to because if I don't, I will never forget him.
After deleting lots and lots of photos that contain our love memories, I came across the last photo. The photo does not have neither Troy or me in it. It was a picture of a bright glowing star across the night sky. My heart got extremely sore. The photo was taken on our first year anniversary. And we camped overnight at the beach near my house. That night, there was only one star in the night sky and I wasn't thrilled about it. But he put his hands together and closed his eyes for thirty seconds. I was curious over Troy's actions as well as what wish he have made. I asked him about it but he said it wouldn't come true if he tell me. I've got my better ideas so I asked him to write the wish that he have made onto a piece of paper, that way he can let me know what wish he have made and didn't really say it out too. Troy didn't look so convinced but still wrote it down in the end. I could still vividly remember what you wrote because I read it for millions and millions of time and I never got tired of it. This was what he wrote,
"Dear heavens, if you are listening to my plea, I wish that I could save up enough money to marry Bella and build a beautiful house for her at the meadow of the mountains. We will have many kids and we will live very happy together".
I cried whenever I read that paper. Even for the first time. This is when I know I will definitely say yes when Troy propose to me. I remembered that we hugged after I read the paper and shared a long passionate kiss.
The soul in me was dying when I deleted the last photo. My heart broke into million of pieces and the tears I shed would probably fill so many plastic bottles. I told myself I will be fine. Soon.
I tried sleeping with a broken heart and countless of tears which left me tossing and turning on the bed. I asked myself why did I broke up with him. Was I too suspicious or he really do have another girl? But I soon came to realize it was just all my foolish insecure thoughts of him having a affair. I knew he didn't cheat on me. I was just insecure. Why would he cheat on me when he love me so much than I do? I bet he must be suffering much more pain than me now. We still love each other and we know it. I knew I haven't gave up on him. But my earlier stupid actions prove that I am so immature and naive. I shouldn't have deleted the photos. And I shouldn't have trusted Mabelle.
Just when I wanted to punch in Troy's phone number on my phone, he sent a text message to me.
As I scrolled through the images in my phone, I saw many fond memories of us having fun together. I saw a picture of the two of us and a melted ice-cream. I remembered it was because Troy wanted me to have the ice-cream but I, out of the same love as him wanted him to have the ice-cream instead. The period of pushing the ice-cream to each other, in turn causes the ice-cream to melt. We laughed so happily at each other. I remembered he was so happy, he kissed me hard on my cheek.
As I reluctantly deleted that photo, I came across another photo of him and me with a nasty wound at my knee. Then again, I remembered that day was my friend's birthday and even though Troy do not know him, he attended his birthday party at East Coast Park to keep me accompany. And even though he is the guest, Troy offered to cook the food because all of my other friends were inexperienced in cooking. I was very touched and all my other friends were very envy of me. My hands soon got dirtied because I helped in the cooking with him and I needed to wash my hands quickly but as I ran towards the toilet which was about two kilometers away, I fell. The fresh blood that oozes out from my knee were excruciating. At that point of time, I kept crying as I endure with the pain but Troy, Troy was the one that told me to relax and offered to piggyback me to the toilet. I know I am heavy but he did not gave up on me and continue walking till we reached the toilet. The journey of Troy carrying me was painful. But it was a sweet-painful love that I will never forget.
It took me a lot of courage to delete that photo but I knew I have to because if I don't, I will never forget him.
After deleting lots and lots of photos that contain our love memories, I came across the last photo. The photo does not have neither Troy or me in it. It was a picture of a bright glowing star across the night sky. My heart got extremely sore. The photo was taken on our first year anniversary. And we camped overnight at the beach near my house. That night, there was only one star in the night sky and I wasn't thrilled about it. But he put his hands together and closed his eyes for thirty seconds. I was curious over Troy's actions as well as what wish he have made. I asked him about it but he said it wouldn't come true if he tell me. I've got my better ideas so I asked him to write the wish that he have made onto a piece of paper, that way he can let me know what wish he have made and didn't really say it out too. Troy didn't look so convinced but still wrote it down in the end. I could still vividly remember what you wrote because I read it for millions and millions of time and I never got tired of it. This was what he wrote,
"Dear heavens, if you are listening to my plea, I wish that I could save up enough money to marry Bella and build a beautiful house for her at the meadow of the mountains. We will have many kids and we will live very happy together".
I cried whenever I read that paper. Even for the first time. This is when I know I will definitely say yes when Troy propose to me. I remembered that we hugged after I read the paper and shared a long passionate kiss.
The soul in me was dying when I deleted the last photo. My heart broke into million of pieces and the tears I shed would probably fill so many plastic bottles. I told myself I will be fine. Soon.
I tried sleeping with a broken heart and countless of tears which left me tossing and turning on the bed. I asked myself why did I broke up with him. Was I too suspicious or he really do have another girl? But I soon came to realize it was just all my foolish insecure thoughts of him having a affair. I knew he didn't cheat on me. I was just insecure. Why would he cheat on me when he love me so much than I do? I bet he must be suffering much more pain than me now. We still love each other and we know it. I knew I haven't gave up on him. But my earlier stupid actions prove that I am so immature and naive. I shouldn't have deleted the photos. And I shouldn't have trusted Mabelle.
Just when I wanted to punch in Troy's phone number on my phone, he sent a text message to me.
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