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This is How You Lose Her: The Traveling to Oblivion

Submitted by on May 26, 2015 (1 year ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Romance | Tags:

Disclaimer: This story is made purely of my twisted peculiar mind, any resemblance of name, place and situation is purely coincidental. Please do bear with my work for i'm no professional in writing. Lastly, i hope you might learn a thing or two. :)

"You got me looking so crazy, my baby. i'm not myself lately, i'm foolish, i don't do this ."

Its not quite common that i recieve messages from someone in the past. once a person is out of my life, they are completely out.
I tend to shut myself off. I always believe that people are in your life because they need something from you. whether its your money, companionship, your contacts.
people tends to see what you can give to them, only a fraction would know you more than what is in the material aspect of life.

As I reach the bus stop, I rode the first bus to arrive. estimated travel time would be two hours or more since the holiday rush just kicked-in.
sitting at the farthest seat. I positioned myself comfortably facing the window. I like the view of fast moving cars. some pass by others, while others just run in pace.
Cars are like people, its either they pass by you or run in pace with you. Friends says the keeping the speedometer at 80kph helps lengthen the fuel economy. Its because at this rate, fuel wastage is at minimal.
Heck people don't even cared when their foot is in the pedal.

I hooked up my earphones and started playing "Young and Beautiful" by Lana D...

This is How You Lose Her: A Prologue

Submitted by on May 25, 2015 (1 year ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Romance | Tags:




Disclaimer: This story is made purely of my twisted peculiar mind, any resemblance of name, place and situation is purely coincidental. Please do bear with my work for I'm no professional in writing. Lastly, I hope you might learn a thing or two. :)

"You whisper that you were getting tired. Got a look in your eye. Looks lot like goodbye..."

It was a bright and sunny December. Everyone is busily shopping while I lay in my bed, contemplating on what to do. I was never the guy who would go malling just to give gifts to people I only see once a year. Heck I don't even care if they exist at all. so I lay there, feeling my soft pillows as it pressed against my head.

As I lay staring at the ceiling, I grabbed my phone to read some messages. Most was from my girl and all of her sweet nothing. I've been loyal to her for a year. Though there are some hiccups along the way. She's been busy with her family business but we planned to have time together before the year ends. And as the sun get higher and so the heat so I decided to get up. Fix myself and face the outdoor world. I'm not really a fan of holidays because it tends to slow down my day. I'm such a lazy person when I'm at home. I guess there's no cure for that.

As I walk around, I found myself standing under the shade of a mango tree just across our house. There I decided to sit on a hammock, still thinking. Still wondering wha...

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