A Day At a Cold Room

I don't know how we got there, but somehow, you're with your friends and I'm with mine. We go to a big freezer for some kind of business we both had separately. We didn't know we were both there, not until we all got locked inside.

I was trying to get the door unlocked, and I got tired doing that obviously lol

I looked behind me, and there you were, with the surprised look on your face (and I'm wishing it's some surprise out of happiness hehe)

We looked into each other's eyes, both with sadness. Each group of friends sat down, but the two of us -- we were leaning against the wall. The Last Supper can sit between us, again. But you get cold easily, and we were in a freaking freezer with no fluff left to keep us warm.

I offered you my coat, and you refused as you always did.

After a few tries, I offered it again. But this time, you can't refuse anymore. You can't talk anymore. I did not know what was happening with you, but I moved towards you, grabbed you by your shoulders and let you lie down on my lap with your head in my arms, with your hands wrapped around them.

It has been years since we got this close.

I tried to keep you warm all throughout.

I kissed your forehead, and whispered in your ear "It'll be alright, boo."

Little did I know, your new girlfriend was there, too, with your friends.

The door opened, and the rescuers got one person each and made sure our temperatures were normal asap.

Your girlfriend took you in her arms, and looked back at me with pain in her eyes.

You looked back at me, and smiled.

I smiled back, trying to fight back the sadness. I waved good bye.

The two of you went to a nearby coffee place, and you sat across each other. You were stirring the coffee she got you, 'cause you don't drink coffee and you don't know if you'll like it. You were just stirring and staring at the coffee. Wondering (hopefully) about me.

She stared at you, thinking, "they really must have been perfect together. They really must have loved each other."

She looked back through her memories, remembering the time she saw you cry about us when you were still friends. "I'll forever love her."

You looked up at her, and you held her hand.

'Someday' played on the cafe radio.


Note from me: I love you, boo. And that's why I want you to have a good life, despite what you did to me. I hope one day you'll stop comparing me to other girls, and just be with someone who'll make you happy, too. I know you'll remember me, just know that I'll remember you and us fondly.