The day started off ordinarily: going to class and studying for A2. The boy and the girl haven't been communicating excessively for a few days. Surprise no surprise, she got miffed and almost cancelled the date. Attention feeds her.
She actually had tuition on that day. The 2 students in the tuition have their own respective partners to celebrate Valentine's Day with. That day, she had a full makeup on and her contact lenses was irritating her eyes. She tried so hard to concentrate. When class was over, she had to drive to Kepong from BU. I know, on Valentine's Day?! But she's neutral with the idea because the boy has been taking her out since day 1. It was time for a little change.
Seeing her boy dressed suavely in a casual smart tee was what she had been picturing on the way to his comfort. In reality, he just woke up from his nap and was still in his ugly but cute tee shirt and shorts. She has always loved seeing him in his comfy Hawaiian shorts. He led her to his room while his hands were pressed against my eyes. She tried not to get suspicious but she knew something was up. She just didn't know what.
After half an hour, he stormed into his room and presented the most beautiful bouquet of flowers in front of her eyes. She was infinitely rejoiced and overwhelmed. That was the first ever bouquet of flowers she had ever received. Some roses had bloomed whereas some were still in their shut eye. She planted a kiss on the boy's lips and uttered 'I love you'.
They then went for a romantic dinner at Italiannese. The atmosphere was romantically and endearingly dim and it was a night for all the couples out there. Be it the young, same sex or the old ones. The dinner was spectacular and the girl wouldn't want this night to end. She was grinning the whole night as she contemplated over how lucky she was having him as her partner. She longed, expected and demanded for more. She pictured spending more years of Valentine's Day with him.
Alas, it didn't turn out the way she wanted. Everything ended in a blink of an eye. Those last moments that they spent in her car were blood, sweat and tears. She begged for him to stay and continue loving her. She begged for a change. She begged for a restart. Unfortunately, the boy insisted and was adamant about his decision. Tears were incessantly rolling down her cheeks as pangs of heartbreak were audible now. They held and shared one last kiss together and she drove off while watching him turning his back against her.
Alone in the car while Air Supply's "All Out Love" was synchronized (Geez, what a great song at the right time huh). The tears were just like those rebellious teens, fighting and rolling around her eyes. She couldn't fight back the tears and they poured down like a downfall. Thank god she had her waterproof mascara on. And then she went home and kept staring at those beautiful roses that he bestowed.
Here is the Valentine's Day story about a boy and a girl whom the latter thought she would spend her the rest of the upcoming days with. Alas, the love potion ran out and it is time to revert back to reality. However, it was still a memorable day.
A beautifully tragic day.
