Anger

"Because of you

Because of the crime of missing you

I'm sick of waiting"

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I dozed off most of the days at my aunt house. The cycle went like this: I would check my phone then feel sad then cheered myself then feel depressed then dazedly watching my phone again. I would console myself that George probably really busy he didn't have time to call me, like for example he was painting or maybe he was busy watching his favorite series. I would ate my foods while keeping my eyes on my phone screen.

I stayed like that at my aunt's place until aunt can only shake her head when she saw me acting like a mental person. This vicious cycle repeated just like that for 3 days. On the night of the third day, I can't take it anymore then throw my phone in a fit of anger.

"I don't know anymore! Damn you @sh*#L *beep* *beep*! I don't want to be your friend anymore! I won't pick up even if you call me later!" I cursed him then walked out of my room. Not even 10 minutes later, I walked back and searched for my phone that fell under the table. I stared at my cracked phone screen impassively. Aunt came right when I was checking my cracked phone screen.

"Kyle," she called me gently while placing her palm on top of mine. She smiled amiably, "Let's drink tea to calm our mind, okay? Aunt has this organic black tea that your uncle bought a while back. You haven't tried it, right? Let's go, it is really delicious, you will like it!" Aunt dragged me to the couch in the living room then he went to the kitchen to brew the tea.

I sat there motionless as I stared at the same empty spot. Although I looked calm, in fact my mind jumbled and my chest felt stuffy. I felt really tired, both in my body and mind. The emotional up and down that happened for the past 3 days had really exhausted my physic and caused mental fatigue.

Aunt came with a fragrant pot of tea. I took the cup that my aunt offered. The color of the black tea water was bright reddish gold. The tea smelt really good. It smelt sweet, with a floral fragrance that leaves a lingering aroma. The fragrant aroma seemed to actually calm my mind a little. I sipped the tea, it tasted really sweet and strong. I drank the rest then sighed, feeling content. It really was a good tea.

Looking at me, my aunt smiled with a clear glee in her eyes then she walked out from the living room. She came back with an electric diffuser. "It's late. Go lay on the bed and tried to relax while inhaling this essential oils. A simple inhalation of an aroma can cause many changes in the body. Your complexion looks bad. Aunt will help you put this in your room," she said. She must be really worried right now. I nodded and we went to my room.

"Good night, Kyle."

"Night, aunt. Thank you for everything," I said. Aunt only gave me a smile and left soon after.

The essential oils had a strong lavender aroma. The lavender aroma gave a soothing effect on my nerves. It really helped me in calming my emotion. I went to my room and lay down on the bed then fell asleep not too long after I closed my eyes.

I woke up early in the morning with a thick blanket covered my body.

"I don't remember putting this blanket, aunt probably came to my room last night," I felt really grateful. I got out of my bed and felt really refreshed, all the fatigue on my body gone like a smoke. It was six past thirty and I felt hungry, so I headed to the kitchen to grab some bread to fill my rumbling stomach.

After I got my fill, I checked aunt's room, but the light was still off, so aunt probably still sleeping. I went to my room, grabbed my winter coat and scarf. I left a note for my aunt that I will go for a short walk then walked outside the house.

In the winter, the days are always short and the sun hung low in the sky. The sun barely rose a bit to the southeast, painting the deep blue sky with vibrant colors of yellow. The blue and yellow tinted with pink and they all blurred together in a silver mist that created a picturesque scene. It was marvelous.

I walked on the side road. There were an old couple walking together slowly while holding hands. They whispered to each other and sometimes the sound of laughter drifted in the air. Suddenly this thought pop up in my head: How good is it if my fated one could love each other till death is the only one separating us?

"Guess I and George were not fated. Hell, I don't even know him too well so what was I agonized about all this time?"

Now that my mind cleared, I thought to myself, "Why did I act like some mental person? Love is indeed scary. Sigh... but I really miss him. I want to see him. This is crazy. I must be crazy." I mumbled while walking. I walked around in the small town then went back when it was almost 8. After a walk, I felt so much better. I took a bath then ate leftover breakfast that aunt made.

In the afternoon, the snow started falling again. It drifted around slowly like a cotton ball. Today my uncle will come home. Aunt has been busy with cooking. Her face cheerful and bright. Uncle arrived around dinner time. He brought my favorite strawberry cheesecake. We ate the sumptuous meal together while talking and laughing merrily.

Uncle only stayed on the weekend, early in the Monday morning, he went back to the city. The days after passed by quietly. Every day after breakfast I would walk to catch some fresh air -also to calm my mind. Today, like any other day I went out to walk around the park.

When I passed by the park, I saw a man sat down on the bench that was already covered with snow. He was looking down at his phone, so I can't see his face. But I thought he was not from here because I haven't seen him around here in the morning.

"Why is that man sit there? Aren't he cold? What a strange man," I thought. Just after the thought flashed by in my mind, that man raises his head up and our eyes happened to lock into each other.