For 7 years I have been waiting for him, no words ever he said he loves me. But I always hope...maybe, maybe there will be a little room for me one day. He was kind, caring, friendly, and always like to tease me. He always has a soft eyes for me that he never look to other girls...
"Henry..."
"Um....?"
"Do you like me?"
His eyes widen, looking surprise and he said..."no I only take you as my friend"
That's the answer I get from him, i felt little disappointed and I felt a big crack in my heart but I felt little relief also. Isn't it wierd? I think so...but I felt really happy that time because I didn't get a chance to confess my love to him. At least we are staying as a friend.But I don't know why he always told me...
"Hey lina?"
"What?"
"Do you have a boyfriend"
"No....!why are you asking that?"
"Nothing, I think some boys are having crush on you"
"Really?!" I ask and laugh
"I'm telling the truth, maybe because you are beautiful"
I felt little shy, my face becoming red and he told me again
"So... don't be in love with anyone else.. please wait for some years I don't know how much it will take but it won't take long, so please stay single until that okay"
I felt little confuse but I still answer"yeah...and I don't have any interest about love for now"
Then he smile and told me for the last time"then wait for me" that was the last word he told before he disappeared without any information.
After 6 years he suddenly contact me and we share our life struggle, I heard he open an art gallery, I was really happy for him and he always told me that he have something to give me, I was guessing what it could be?... We have been in contact for 1 year without seeing each other, yeah we have met on vedio call but not in face to face.
It was my birthday, he told me to wait him at a cafe that he will give a surprise gift for me, I was so excited to think of meeting with him.
Finally the most awaited moment standing in front of me...
It was a beutiful evening...the road is busy, people are talking, laughing, having an evening coffee after busy work, among them I was also one of them.
But people are running here and there, when I saw that I wondered what's happening so I came out to see that, someone told me "there is an accident"
I walk through the crowd to saw him lay motionless covered with blood, a bouquet in his arm and a sketch book beside him. My mind gone blank at that time, I didn't say anything just slowly walking towards him and hug his lifeless body, only the tears from my eyes is the only word that I speak at that moment, I forgot to called his name, I can't even cried out loud, I still can't belive to saw that situation in right in front of my eyes......
"I think this is for you" his mother gave me that scretch book, his blood stain on it......
When she open it....
Every page held his sketch of her, the way he saw her, the way he loved her, as she was the only model for his world. On the last page of the book it was written some words, it says...
"Happy Birthday, my beautiful girl. May this day be brighter than all the ones before, though to me, you have always been light itself. I’ve filled these pages with you, because my heart has been yours from the very beginning. If you’re reading this now, know that I loved you more than I ever knew how to say."
She cried, hugging the scetch book tightly....
