Regret: A One of a kind Blissful Melancholy

            

              “You’re still the one. You’re still the one I run to, the one that I belong to. You’re still the one I want for life. You’re still the one. You’re still the one that I love, the only one I dream of. You’re still the one I kiss good night…”

                I can’t help myself, but the feelings still persist. Despite having someone who’ll wipe away my tears – someone who’ll always be there for me and will love and cherish me for the rest of my life, still, she’s the one that my heart speaks and my mind dictates. That would probably mark my most remorseful moment as a teenager.

            I remembered the day when I first stepped up in this institution as a fresh secondary gent roughly three years ago. I was with my mom that very moment when I first saw her. At first, I thought she was a sophomore lassie, for she’s in her green shirt with yellow shade. I can’t resist. I can’t keep my eyes off her glamorous beauty and astounding charm. I never thought of coming across such an alluring young lady over millions of people roaming around. I guess, you’re the one that I’ve been waiting for a lifetime.

            Four months had gone by; still I can’t figure out what year level she is. Sooner, I found out that we’re on the same year level – and she’s just beside us! I checked out my Facebook account to search for her and I was able to do so right away. I added her and she accepted my request. From then on, we keep on chatting with each other each passing night.

            As days slowly walk by, it seems that I’m falling. My heart was like a drum whenever she drew nearer. And when she paved the way for our first actual conversation, I feel like I was in heaven. That was the time when I finally fell in love. But it was mid-October when she met a handsome young guy who was a true friend of mine. I wasn’t aware that something is yet to unfold – CHEMISTRY.

             And yes, I was right. They’re sweetness had turned out to be a relationship. From that very moment, my world was enfolded with grief and pain. In fact, this was the first time when my tears rolled down my face. In short, this was the very first time when my heart breaks. I keep on battling against angst and misery each passing day until one day, a sweet girl who was a true friend of her walked in my door.

            It all started with a wrong send. Until one day, we realized that we’re falling to each other. And yes, we’ve been in a relationship. But there’s always someone whom I can’t let go – someone who left a great impact not just on my mind but in my heart as well. But that girl was already with somebody. I can’t help myself but to fall in love once again with the wrong person at the wrong time. In fact, my tremendous obsession led to my first break-up with my first girlfriend. Her friends shed tears, their sympathies are with her. They may be right, I may be crazy. But it seemed that they only look on the negative side. They didn’t even try to mull over what I did. Maybe some knew, but most of them, do not. I was the first one. I was the first one to meet her. I was the one, and I SHOULD BE THE ONE.

            “And now that you've gone, I can't cry hard enough. No, I can't cry hard enough, for you to hear me now. There it goes, up in the sky. There it goes, beyond the clouds, for no reason why… I can't cry hard enough… No, I can't cry hard enough for you to hear me now”

            Now that their relationship went wrong, nothing seems to be regretted. Everything has been settled and both parties are single. Of course, the feelings are still there and will NEVER BE LOST. I guess, shouldn’t have my first girlfriend. I shouldn’t fall to a person whom I will be breaking her heart. I SHOULDN’T LOVE ANOTHER GIRL AGAIN, FOR SHE’S STILL THE ONE.