Chapter 8: Rachel
I drove back home and entered into my apartment. I took off my t-shirt and went into my room and saw Rachel's photos resting on my dresser. Beautiful Rachel..My Rachel.. I opened the last drawer of my dresser and saw her clothes were there. Her favorite oversized cotton shirt. She used to wander around the apartment with it braless. She used to cook, clean and watch tv in it.
I really miss her. All I have now is her photos and memories. I wish I have loved her harder when she was around. I wish I have taken her out for long walks more often. I wish I have cuddled her more. I remember when one day, I got home from work exhausted and stressed about not being able to finish some important work. When I came home, Rachel was fast asleep. I did not disturb or wake her up instead made a cup of coffee myself and continued my work in my study. Past midnight, she came out of the bedroom and came to me. Without making any conversation she pushed my laptop away and climbed on my lap and kissed me. I was at the highest point of stress and I yelled at her to leave me alone.
She quietly stood up and left. That point of my life I did not know that she was already leaving me slowly. If I ever know I wouldn't have taken her for granted. When I entered the room again after finishing my work she was getting ready to go to work. I tried to pull her into my arms, she just pushed it away very smoothly, gave me a brief smile and left to work. If she reacted emotionally and angrily I wouldn't have felt so bad. Her warm and loving reaction to what I did hurt me so much.
Those good days with my pretty woman. I wish she was still in my apartment sharing my bed and pulling the entire blanket to herself in the middle of night. She was the sweetest headache I ever had. The beautiful part of her was that she was a headache and a painkiller herself. How can I ever express my love towards her now? She was nowhere near me.
The day I met Rachel was the day a lot of things changed in my life. She was my college mate. I saw her the first time when I was busy printing something in the student kiosk. She came walking down happily and walked passed me into the bakery next to the kiosk and bought herself some breakfast and left. Something was different about her. In the midst of everyone busy printing notes, submitting assignments and studying for exams she was the only calm one still wandering around with a smile.
I had no time to run after her and ask her out for a coffee date or what. I just wanted to get my notes and go to class. It was a boring Economics class. I stepped into the lecture hall and I saw her sitting at the far end of the class sipping her coffee. She looked up and her eyes met mine. But she didn't care, she continued eating her pretzels and ignored me. Well, at least there is something to be happy about. The happy pill is in my class. Yayyyyy!!
I really miss her. All I have now is her photos and memories. I wish I have loved her harder when she was around. I wish I have taken her out for long walks more often. I wish I have cuddled her more. I remember when one day, I got home from work exhausted and stressed about not being able to finish some important work. When I came home, Rachel was fast asleep. I did not disturb or wake her up instead made a cup of coffee myself and continued my work in my study. Past midnight, she came out of the bedroom and came to me. Without making any conversation she pushed my laptop away and climbed on my lap and kissed me. I was at the highest point of stress and I yelled at her to leave me alone.
She quietly stood up and left. That point of my life I did not know that she was already leaving me slowly. If I ever know I wouldn't have taken her for granted. When I entered the room again after finishing my work she was getting ready to go to work. I tried to pull her into my arms, she just pushed it away very smoothly, gave me a brief smile and left to work. If she reacted emotionally and angrily I wouldn't have felt so bad. Her warm and loving reaction to what I did hurt me so much.
Those good days with my pretty woman. I wish she was still in my apartment sharing my bed and pulling the entire blanket to herself in the middle of night. She was the sweetest headache I ever had. The beautiful part of her was that she was a headache and a painkiller herself. How can I ever express my love towards her now? She was nowhere near me.
The day I met Rachel was the day a lot of things changed in my life. She was my college mate. I saw her the first time when I was busy printing something in the student kiosk. She came walking down happily and walked passed me into the bakery next to the kiosk and bought herself some breakfast and left. Something was different about her. In the midst of everyone busy printing notes, submitting assignments and studying for exams she was the only calm one still wandering around with a smile.
I had no time to run after her and ask her out for a coffee date or what. I just wanted to get my notes and go to class. It was a boring Economics class. I stepped into the lecture hall and I saw her sitting at the far end of the class sipping her coffee. She looked up and her eyes met mine. But she didn't care, she continued eating her pretzels and ignored me. Well, at least there is something to be happy about. The happy pill is in my class. Yayyyyy!!
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