MY EX

Episode 14

Flashing back,

I am walking on the borderline, slowly pointing my flat shoes on the narrow road,

Looking for something, called adventure,

But, how do I start? When do I start? My road of exciting adventure?

I am confused…

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That guy, a small little tiny guy coming out from the door of arrival at the Polonia airport Medan, he is wearing a clumsy shirts, which perhaps has been used and used, with short pants, he seems enjoying the flight, but his lining small single eyelid eyes looks swollen. Umm, perhaps he was born that way…

He is an architect, and he is my boyfriend,… do you love him? No, I am not… to be honest, I have never been in love for more than a month, I am easy, not easy to have, I am easy to get involved in love, but it turns out more easier for me to forget…

I will only cherish you, if you are unreachable, yep, that’s me!

We are planning on our holiday towards Brastagi in Medan Sumatera Utara of Indonesia, we are going to climb and enjoy our holiday to the waterfall of hope, the blue and white waterfall.

At last, we arrive, and I find out, he is a nice person indeed, but he doesn’t look good at all, I am blind that time,  beyond the blindfold.

People says that love makes you blind, indeed, I am blind that time, i have plenty of great looking guy waiting for me, so why must I insist of getting him?

And that from that moment, I realize, I am stupidly in love….

I am trying to pull myself together, I am emotionally controlled by him, I lost because I fall, days by days… we spent our day together, to the theme park, swimming in an extra cold pool, hugging, kissing, and loving each other, till the last day of our holiday, I find out, he has an affair with one of my friend.

There it goes, I am sad… I am desperate, i know, this is my fault, I knew ‘fall’ in love is a mistake, because ‘fall’ makes you hurt.

I am also sad, since I am not going to laugh twice for jokes which has been repeated, why I am feeling sad for the same things boys did to me?

That’s my love story, 6 months of relationship, 7 days of intermezzo meeting and holiday and a lifetime of memory, my heart has broken, and could you find each part and put it together again?

Now listening to Shania Twain – From this moment, an universal love song,…

Dedicated to one of my intermezzo, the architect of my unforgettable love story, an architect who built love for me and who ruin it… IiL*