Today, I'll wear a neon colored shirt. Maybe, she'll notice me today. I hope.
Yo! It's the day every hearts have been waiting for. The day when we could all freely express our love, feelings, emotions, admirations. Most of the people prepared surprises, flowers, chocolates, cakes, beds and every sweet cheesy thoughts you may think of. I prepared too, but no, I didn't bought flowers, chocolates or a bed of roses. I prepared myself.
I bought a neon orange shirt yesterday. It's so cool. Good to look at. Noticeable. Bright. Why orange? It's your favorite color. I knew it since the first time I met you. You were wearing an orange floral dress, orange doll shoes and pink orange lipstick. I gazed at you and I already realized that orange girl caught my heart. You looked straight to my eyes and told me, "You don't need to ask my favorite color anymore." then we both smiled.
That was the begining of our sweet something until we ended into a melancholic picture of you leaving. I understand you're angry at me. You don't want to talk to me anymore or even look at me. It's hard I know. I never realized that single mistake I made would bring us into this bad surrender.
I know you don't want to talk about it but I could still remember each second of that moment. We were eating at your favorite restaurant. You said you wanted me to stay because you don't feel good but I didn't because I was too busy to prepare for my promotion at work the next day. I was so happy because atleast I will have something that could make your parents proud to have me. Too bad this decision made it worse.
You went home alone. I went back to the office. You had a bad headache. I had a wide smile on my face. You fell down to the ground. I sat down and fixed my table. Nobody saw you until the next morning. Everyone saw my promotion the next morning except you. I called you, but no answer. Your mom called me saying you were gone.
I broke down. I cried. Nothing could ever change it. You are gone. You left me. Oh no, I left you and I'll be forever sorry for that single mistake I made.
So tonight, I wore a neon orange shirt walking on your favorite park. The place where you fell down. I saw each lover going out of the park. Maybe they are going home or heading to motels or hotels but I stayed here. I waited. I shouted your name. Hoping that you would see me with this bright shirt I'm wearing. I'm hoping you would notice me. Forgive me for what I've done. I fell on my knees.
After a few minutes, I felt the vcold wind hugging me. A cold smack on the lips is what made my soul smile. I knew it was you. You noticed me. You hugged me. You forgave me. You set my heart free. Thank you my love.