She knew the words even before he spoke them. She looked into his eyes deeply as the two of them lay side by side at the king size bed. He touched her face and brushed her hair away from her face. She had to close her eyes as she felt his fingers lingering in the places that it touched. She breathed deeply and she had to bit her lips so the tears wouldn’t fall.
She thought of how they ended up together in the same room. She thought of how faith was too cruel for her, for them. Along with her closest friends, they created a system on who should be roommates for the night. They cut 5 pairs of stick, each pair with a different length. Whoever gets the same length will be roommates for the night. She had to cursed faith when he held his stick and she knew that they had the same length.
Dawn had come and the sky hid the stars behind. They were both alone and they just talked, fronting each other. Finally, the overwhelming unspoken feelings will be their subject. She knew she was heavily attracted to him and she knew that he was attracted to her too. They both enjoy each other’s company and some would even mistake them as a couple. She would just laugh at them, but inside, she dies each time he holds her close. She knew that right now wasn’t the right time for the two of them and she doesn’t even know if there is a right time for the two of them.
“What makes you happy right now?” He asked her softly, his voice so gentle. She had to smile before she answered,
“Chocolates,” she answered. She studied his face and thought she could continue doing it for a very long time. She admired his long nose, his thin red lips, and his ocean green eyes that always seemed to be smiling and then there was his hair that he never managed to tame. He was beautiful, of that she was sure.
“Chocolates are your guilty pleasure,”
“Yes, they are,”
“Can I be your chocolate then?”
She looked into his eyes and smiled bitterly.
“You’d be my dark chocolate, my favorite,”
“Why dark chocolate?”
“Because I love the bitterness it brings,”
He held her right hand and kissed it softly. She closed her eyes, her heart beating so hard. It was only a matter of time before they would say what has never been said. He held on her hand, his eyes closed, it awhile before she spoke again,
“What makes you happy right now?”
He opened his eyes and let her hand go. She looked into her eyes and saw the pain in it.
“Butterflies,”
“I love butterflies,”
“I know, you always love going to butterfly sanctuaries,”
“Can I be your butterfly then?”
“Yes,”
She touched his nose and smiled. He smiled back, they were both admiring each other.
“What hurts you right now?” He asked.
“I have loved chocolate all my life. But sometimes, there are those that I cannot eat or I cannot taste. Sometimes, there are those that are too good to even be real,”
“Like dark chocolates?”
“Somehow, yes. The bitterness that dark chocolates bring in my tongue is unique. I don’t want to taste it but I can’t stop wanting for more,”
“What hurts you right now?” he asked again.
She took a deep breath; she closed her eyes and whispered in the night her answer.
“You,”
She felt him stir in the side; his hand was on her right hand again. He held it tightly yet gently. When she opened her eyes, he was still staring at her. She couldn’t help but give him a bitter smile.
“What hurts you right now?” She asked back.
“The fact that I can’t trap a beautiful butterfly. She’s too beautiful to be in a cage,”
“What do you want her to do?”
“To fly away, like she always has. To be beautiful and colorful and most of all, I want her to be happy,”
“If the butterfly goes inside the open cage, would you close its door?”
He stared in her eyes and said the words she had feared,
“There is no open cage, there is something else in the cage,”
“Someone, there is someone else in the cage that the butterfly could not …”
She wasn’t able to finish her sentence. Her tears were filled with tears and silently, it fell on her face. She turned her back on him.
“We should stop this,” she said, “it’s killing me,” she added.
“I’m sorry,” was what all he can say.
His eyes were filled with tears too. He listened to her crying softly as he stopped himself from making any sound. His heart was torn, he love her, of that he’s sure but he was with someone else already and she deserved his loyalty. Does he love his lover? As of now, he was sure he wasn’t in love with his lover anymore because his heart got stolen by the girl he found funny and witty. He is in love, but not with his lover.
As the crack of dawn whispered in his ears, he slowly closed his eyes and wished that she’ll understand. It wasn’t the right time for them. Someday, he wished that they can be together.
This is inspired by the song California King by Rihanna. Click the link and read the lyrics. :)
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