A piece from the past...

I really loved to write, still do...
This one was written during high school,
a short one, too short maybe.. hehe


It has been three years since my dearly husband passed away and God rest his soul.It was a hard time for me to live without him. But life must go on as they say and the dead are forgotten as the living move on. However in some days I still feel his presence around me, calling for me and haunting me in my dreams. Since either of us didn't have parents, I had to try to continue this life alone without him my only relative and the only relation that I cherished.
It took a couple of months to get used to live in a big house all alone. With him gone the house seemed bigger, emptier. He was always able to light up the house with his presence. There were no children from our marriage because we agreed that we wouldn't start a family for the first five years of our marriage. Now, that was my biggest regret ever. There was an emptiness in my heart that couldn't be replaced with anything that I do to forget it.
Love perhaps was the feeling that I had lost with my husband death. Now I'm working as a lecturer at the university where we first met. It felt safe to be surrounded by sweet memories. Sometimes, I would cry in the middle of the night, remembering the last words that I said to him when we quarreled. That was just before the accident that took away his life from me.
Luckily, we had the chance to live together , i have no regret for knowing him, loving him and marrying him. It was the bonds of fate that had tied us together, even though it was just for a short period of time. The thought of loving anyone other than my husband had never crossed my mind but who knew what surprises the future has for us.
It was then I met him, who was the opposite of my late husband. He was everything that I never dreamed of. At first I kept denying and ignoring his presence in my life. I kept thinking that I had already found the One for me and that was it. The walls that I built around me started to crumble by his actions, he slowly opens my heart. Maybe, there is such a thing like second chances in life. And maybe he is the one for me...



p/s: i'll continue later~