"This is the story of a girl,
who cried a river and drowned the whole world..."
For almost 2 weeks now, Luna has been in a cat fight with her beau almost every other day – tiring and yes, too draining drama. He could not understand why she was always upset about certain timetables and she feels neglected.
When heads are finally cleared and no more angst to parade, Luna decided to throw a surprise breakfast date with her man – simply put, make peace with him. She already reserved the place, chose the food, date (Saturday), the dress she’s going to wear and even prepared the line she’s supposed to say in case her beau would ask her why she’s inviting him out on a Saturday morning.
Pleased with the surprise breakfast date she organized in less than 24 hours, Luna sent her beau an SMS confirming his schedule on Saturday. The reply was “I’m still in the bank. Call you once I am done”, or something to that effect. Excitedly, she waited for the phone call.
What happened next is something she was not prepared for.
When heads are finally cleared and no more angst to parade, Luna decided to throw a surprise breakfast date with her man – simply put, make peace with him. She already reserved the place, chose the food, date (Saturday), the dress she’s going to wear and even prepared the line she’s supposed to say in case her beau would ask her why she’s inviting him out on a Saturday morning.
Pleased with the surprise breakfast date she organized in less than 24 hours, Luna sent her beau an SMS confirming his schedule on Saturday. The reply was “I’m still in the bank. Call you once I am done”, or something to that effect. Excitedly, she waited for the phone call.
What happened next is something she was not prepared for.
Her beau told her that he was tapped (and agreed) to conduct training of some sort – slated the whole day for the weekends. In short, he’s not available for the breakfast date.
Naturally, she was really broken hearted and shed tears worthy of the Greeks.
When pressed why he accepted the training stint, he said that he “took the job because we fought. That was my way of coping. I work.” At this point, Luna was already burning with so many wrath – to the man who once told her that she will be chosen over everything and to that darn playful twist of fate.
But mostly, she was really mad at herself. For even bothering to plan for such a now ridiculous breakfast date. For trying to make up. For not using her head. For not following her instincts.
It was all very wrong, she thought.
She wonders out loud - when will the heartaches ever go away?
Or maybe, stop asking questions and don't give out answers. EVER.
"How many days in a year?
She woke up with hope but she only found tears."
