Keep me in your Heart
“Call it infatuation. Illusion. Obsession. Call it a nightmare, but call it love”
It all started with one hello. The day when I met the most beautiful girl my eyes could ever see. Eya Montenegro, the girl that I adore all my life. Whenever she’s around my heart skips a beat, butterflies flood my tummy and I feel like I’m in heaven.
I am Kevin Patrick Padua, the son of the Wilford University’s President. Many thought that I was a playboy, chick magnet perhaps but only one girl entered my heart and never once again left. One day, Eya or Ey walked into the gymnasium where I was playing basketball when suddenly the ball hit her right through the head. “Hey! ...view middle of the document...
I feel so comfortable being with her. I like being with her. I like her.
Weeks and months passed. Those times I am with her just feel right and I want it to never end. I want it to be just us, without caring about the world, just us. When we were doing our project, we decided to go out for a stroll. As we were walking, I decided that it’s time to tell her what I truly feel. “Ey...” We stopped. “I just want you to know that I can’t pass a day without thinking about you, your hair, your scent, your perfect smile. Everything about you is just fantastic” I say and she became silent. After a few minutes of awkwardness, she finally said “I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.” “I promise, I’ll show you how important you are to me. I’ll let you feel how serious I am about these feeling I have for you.” I say. As the night skies go darker, we decided to go back and let Ey go home.
After the confession I made for Ey, we really got close. Now, I know her better. What she likes and dislikes. From her favourite music down to her favourite color, everything about her really is interesting. We dated and I courted her, know all I am waiting is her sweet Yes.
My phone buzzes, it’s Ey.
Meet me at the mall. 4 pm.
Ok I’ll be there.
She replied, See you.
I went to the mall and realized Ey isn’t here yet so I waited. After a few minutes, I saw Ey turning her direction back at me and crying. I rushed towards her and asked why. “You ask yourself, Kean!” She says. “Did I do something wrong?” I say, having no idea what she meant. “I saw you with another girl. I know she’s prettier than me, probably better than me. But, why?” “Let me explain. I love you Ey” “You love me? I don’t think so... because in the end all we care about is looks. No one falls in love with personality at first sight” she says, as tears streams down her face. “But...” “No buts kean. I know what I saw. I’m done with this.”
Days passed and I never received a text from Ey. I miss here so much. Her voice, her smile, everything. Then my phone buzzed. It’s Ey’s mom calling. “Hello?” “Kean. Ey’s...” She says, weeping. “What happened? Is Ey alright?” I say, very worried. “I’m sorry to tell you. She’s already dead.” “What? How could...