Hi, guys and gals! We have not been posting many new stories as we are currently busy with university applications. However, I just thought of a new short story (it’s kinda not a short story but …) and would like to share it with you!
When you walked into the room, I was indifferent, my eyes glued to the computer in front of me, like a fool. You were like any ordinary girl, nondescript and uninteresting. When you introduced yourself to me, I gave an obligatory handshake and smile, like I would anyone else.
As days turned into weeks, I felt an imperceptible movement in my heart. Your smile, although it was rarely directed at me, was soft and gentle, like a breeze in the trees. Your laughter was a symphony in my ears. Did I like you? The question bounced around in my head incessantly. Did I like you? Did I like you? Did I like you? I endowed you with gifts and kind words, which went accepted with that soft, gentle smile that would be seared into my mind forever. Looking into your eyes was an impossible task, for they were perfectly shaped and shone like the brightest star in the night sky.
However, it was not to be. No, it was never to be from the start. You were flying away to a distant land, far far away. Your intention was never to stay here from the outset. You meet other people, and when your smiles and laughter was more like a sharp spear of ice instead of a warm hug of comfort. My love was spurned, but that was to be expected, for it was one-sided in the first place.
Weeks turned into months and soon, it was time for you to go. The last time we met was the worst. My heart was brimming with words that could not be said, things that could not be done. The words threatened to escape my lips, but I swallowed back, forcing the words back into my head, embarrassed to expose my emotions. Not a single smile and several cold words of goodbye were the only spoils of that day.
That day, I went home in emotional tatters. Only one word came to my mind: irrelevant. My love was irrelevant. Curious, I searched Google and came across a gem of a quote. It reads, “The intensity of your love is irrelevant if it is not reciprocated. Love must flow in both directions for it to be worth chasing. Otherwise, you are only running towards a tsunami of your own making.” – Samuel Decker Thompson.
Indeed, I have constructed my own tsunami of irrelevant love, spinning in the torrents of my own creation, hurling me into emotional turmoil. How long would I take to recover? I do not know. How is this story relevant to you? Irrelevant. Ironic. Even this story is irrelevant. Then what is relevant in life? While I muse over this idea, I shall continue to navigate the rough seas of life, with logic as my compass. On this note, I end my irrelevant story.
My first romantic story. Please give comments as to how I can improve my writing further. Thank you very much!