4 The Lovelorn

"The crime of loving you more

The crime of missing you a lot

Because of that crime

I'm suffering with pain"

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I woke up from my light nap by the sound of a door knock. Aunt shouted from outside the room, "Kyle, come to the dining room, lunch is ready."

I opened the door and saw aunt smile warmly at me. We walked together to the dining room. Aunt cooked a chicken soup, it was nice to have when the weather is cold. There was also a lot of other salivae inducing food. Aunt kept putting a bunch of food on my plate. I knew that she was happy because she didn't have to eat alone since I came. I could only smile wryly and ate all the food. To be honest, I didn't really have the appetite to eat right now. We didn't talk much when eating, I also didn't have the mood to talk anyway.

When we were done with lunch, we went to the living room. Aunt told me to sit first while she went to brew a pot of tea. I looked around this place, it didn't have many changes, there was a lot of pictures hanging on the wall. A lot even had pictures of me when I was small. It really gave me a feeling of nostalgia.

Aunt came with a pot of tea. She sat on the couch across me and asked, "Is there something bothering you, Kyle?" Aunt looked at me with a worried look. I felt a little surprised, then sighed in my heart. How could I forgot that my aunt has always been a sensitive person? She always knew when I felt troubled. I felt the rush of warmth spreading inside me.

Aunt lived alone in this house. She didn't have a child even after years of marriage and her husband worked at another city, only went home on weekend. So she really was delighted every time I came to visit her. Aunt will made a feast like it was my birthday. This was one of the reasons that I was so close to my aunt and uncle. But now that I came here acting like this, of course aunt will be worried. I felt bad for making her worried but I didn't want to explain, so I lied to her that I got into a fight with my friend. There was no way that I would say I was in love with someone and I missed him just after a day, right? That would be too embarrassing.

"I'm okay, we will be fine after awhile," I lied through my teeth. Aunt gave me some advice and told me to treasure my friends and so on. I can only keep nodding my head.

"Aunty, you live so far apart from uncle, you don't miss him?" I asked her when the worry on her face subsided. Aunt seemed surprised that I suddenly asked this kind of question.

"Aunt misses him every day," she answered. Her eyes softened a lot and she started her "storytelling". I always liked her storytelling, even though sometimes I already knew the content of her story, I still listened to her attentively.

"One day aunt told your uncle that I missed him so much that I can't stop bawling my eyes out. Not even an hour after that, your uncle stood at the door with a bucket of roses and a box of chocolate," aunt's eyes already twinkling with stars by now.

"I still remember clearly, that day your uncle had just finished his work, not even getting so much as a minute of rest. But he still rushed to me as fast as possible. Later when I scold him for being impulsive, he said to me, I can't bear to hear you cry, it hurt me so much I thought a knives slicing through my heart. That time aunt thought, I didn't choose a wrong person, he really is the one for me. Since then aunt tried to respect his work life, and because aunt knew that we will always spend our weekend together, aunt doesn't feel that sad anymore," aunt ended her story with a wide smile on her face, yet the hint of melancholy also appeared on her eyes.

I can tell how much aunt love uncle from her story. I also knew uncle love my aunt so much. They loved each other so much to the point I felt a little jealous of their love.

"So, tell aunt who is it that makes my little Kyle acted like a lovelorn teenager?" After aunt done with her storytelling, she asked me this with a teasing smile on her face. My mouth twitched and I gave a helpless smile to my aunt. It turned out that aunt already knew of my little lie.

"Aunt.... you... ah, never mind. Sorry for lying to you, aunt. It's just.. I don't know what to say," I said weakly, my cheeks already flushed red. Aunt laughed merrily, stood up and hugged me.

"Oh my, my baby Kyle, how come aunt didn't realize that you already grow this big? You already experienced love, huh?" I only rolled my eyes at her remark. Then I started recounting all the events that happened from the time I missed the bus, the first time I saw him, how I stay for 1 more day at his place, until the time we part.

"Do you think George doesn't like me, aunt? Why doesn't he call me?" I asked, my expression gloomy. Aunt chuckled and consoled me, "It's only been half a day, why are so anxious? Maybe he has things to do first, honey. Don't be too antsy."

I thought for a while then uttered a small cry. That's right, my mind has been clouded and all I could think about is him. I felt like it's been so long already but it's actually only half a day passed! I felt a little ashamed at the same time astonished by my own self. Just how much I actually love George, for me to act like this? Am I such a superficial person that fall in love so easily just because of that person a little handsome? No, that can't be it. I already saw a bunch of people more handsome than George, but I didn't even bat an eye at them. I started to suspect that George practices magic and put me on some kind of a love spell. Yes, that must be it else how could I fall for him this deep, right? Though I clearly knew this was all just a bunch of nonsense I made up.

God, I really act like a lovelorn.