Hope you have a happy Ending

"Yes, we are getting married"

Pieces of my love shattered away to the ground with a thud. My heart stopped beating result a quiet silence. It seems as if my whole world were lonely and empty, that I was the only one alive.

The color of the book was walnut brown blending with well the dark library, the coffee I drink was the same dark umber shade as my coat. It was cool summer noon when I heard you were getting married.

"My dear Iarlaith, you found your one"

The gardenia will never win against the magnolia if she was dried crumble brown. Though they‟re both as big as fragrance, when one was fresh and the other was dried, no doubt which will be picked.

The sound of children and elders‟ laughter, the sound of crushing leaves under my footstep, every-

the thing felt conserved rather to me.

Gently and lightly, the rain is fallings but not enough to soak me wet.

I sat at the bank river taking out my notebook and pencil.

I picked up the utensil and start writing on the paper. Carefully, I observed all the notes and scribbles on my notebook I had back when I was in school.

As the shy and collected one, I study well but never did I have friends. Once in a while, Jeanette and Jonathan‟s friends will come by and talk to me, but I never had actual friends at all.

I was always the child's nose in books, hands held flowers, and gaze as empty as the sea. No one really tried to understand and got to know me, I was only known as a potential-heiress, a good daughter, a well- mannered noblewoman. No one care about me. So I grew up alone.

I grew up by myself and books.

The reflection of the golden sun was on the surface of the river. Dainty ducks all climbed away from the lake and all livings that were left were me and the trees.

The rain didn't‟t stop yet and it was still gentle as ever like it was sympathizing with me.

"You left when it was raining gently during sunset. That was the day I fell in love with you" I forced a smile on my face "It was Serein. And that became my favorite time of the day"

"Now that you are hers, Hope You Have A Happy Ending"

She walked down the aisle holding a flower looking as beautiful as ever.

"Only if she was prettier, the young duke would‟ve loves her over that count‟s daughter."

"True, I mean they are so damn similar. If only she‟s pretty"

If only she‟s prettier, if only she‟s better, how long would people stop comparing me to her! It‟s always Pluvia so why can‟t they stop comparing me to her!

I‟m angry, my heart is shaking, my hands are trembling and my tears are threatened to fall.

"You May Kiss The Bride"

Everyone cheered with the brightest smile on their face. "Jonathan, I need to go"

He stared at me with the softest gaze ever as if it‟ll break any moment.

"Do you want Jeanette to be with-", "I‟m fine"

The most repetitive lie a broken heart would say, too tired, I‟m exhausted and sad.

"Because of you, I learned about love, about sadness, pain, and feelings"

My lips were dry and my eyes are glossy already. "You‟ re so mean"

The water was so clean, so fresh and so clear. I wonder will they be able to refresh my mind, clean my wound, and hydrate my already dried eyes.

"I‟m free", feeling the cold fluid glazed my skin. I guess being part of the river is beautiful.

As the air grew dry and the sun drift away, there‟s no one present to be with her.

Grew up lonely and died lonely, isn't it a beautiful and sad thing?