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ALPHABET SERIES /part 2/



"It's really hard to find your own happiness when it is a choice they are forcing you to have."

     I strongly believe that everything happens for a reason. But what valid reasons do I have right now? Why should I sacrifice a lifetime of happiness just to experience and learn the awful truth of these words?

    "I love you." You had said with extreme love in your shimmering brown eyes.
    "I love you too." I had responded with the same intensity as yours.
    We were there, inside that sacred temple of God where we had made that one sacred promise. The promise of FOREVER. Indeed, promises are meant to be broken. You gave up on me! Gave up everything that we've shared together. Memories we have treasured and words we have said. Now, all of these are just fragments of my broken past.

    And now...

    I am here at the altar, facing the most sacred One, undoubtedly lying to myself, swallowing what I am told to do--- to exchange vows with this formidable yet stranger Adam whom I barely knew. This is the one great reason why I hate traditions to the nerves of my veins. Traditional marriages wherein the woman is set to marry the richest man of another tribe so that wealth and power will combine and eventually become more powerful.


    But I love you. I deeply do.

    ... You said that this church is your sanctuary. I did not quite understand what you are talking about. I just said, "this is everybody's sanctuary."
    You replied with your most enchanting and fascinating smile, " I will tell everything in the most perfect time." Then you lowered your beautiful head, your lips touched mine, and it's all magic.
    As we kissed, I felt that I occupy your mind. But it's not same with who's in your heart, I can feel there's someone else.
    Who would it be then?

    Reality flashes in...


    This stranger and I are about to be a couple in a matter of a second! And I see you right in front of me, with that captivating smile that really melts my heart. You are the most gorgeous, most stunning man I've ever seen. Even though you're not mine anymore, I just wished, in that very moment, that you'll sit beside me and hold my hand real tight and together we will start our forever. But I know you're gone. You'll never be mine again. You'll never be mine forever. You've chosen Him and you are standing right behind His back. 

    I remember what you had told me...

    ... "let's make things clearer this time..." You held my shivering hand as the words vibrated and echoed through my mind.
   " ... I love you, but God calls me and I am willing to give a lifetime of servitude to Him. I hope you fully understand my decision. I'm sorry."


    Warm liquid from my sorrowful eyes fell and stained my face and I found myself embracing and holding you back. I don't wanna lose you, for crying out loud! You can love Him and me at the same time.

    But still, you chose Him.



    You are our tribe's priest now and I highly appreciate the fact that you are the one who locked me to forever with a man I cannot see myself growing old with.


    Thank you for the memories, Father.

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