Chapter 12
“I love you dear”
Your lover brushes your hair as he/she tried to kiss you.
You asked out of curiosity because it’s the 19,784th times he/she had told you since the relationship starts.
“What do you love me for?”
Most people I know are physically attracted to the female species that they ‘hunt’ It could be their eyes, their smiles and naturally their bodies.
When a man decides that he like that someone, the first attraction would be to satisfy his sense of chauvinist ego.
The girlfriend must be able to bring the better side of him.
The girlfriend must know his likes and his hate.
The girlfriend must know all his friends and be sporting enough in front of them. Never show any temper or unpleasantness.
The girlfriend must also let him spend time with his buddies without knowing his whereabouts.
When a girl decides that she like that someone, the first attraction or maybe only attraction would be the guy would love her unconditionally.
Unconditionally means the guy must give in to her in all situations.
Unconditionally means the guy must pamper her, surprise her, call her every now and then, miss her, sings her birthday songs on her birthday, being romantic and funny.
The guy must also have a mega memory system to store in the exact time and location of 1st date, 1st time hold hands and 1st time kiss.
We know we can’t fulfill everything on the list. Anyone who could ought to be shot because he/she is practically showing to the world that it can be done.
At the end of the day, I love you because you are you.
Because you are trying your best to fulfill the above requirements.
And I know you are trying very hard…
The ambience at the chalet was romantic as the sound of singing could be heard from within.
“Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to Mark Lee! ~ Happy birthday to you!!”
The song ended with a peck on his cheek.
“Happy birthday 23rd birthday dear! Quick, blow the candles and make a wish”
Jade pestered as Mark tried to finish off 23 candles at one go.
“Thanks Dear” Mark replied the kiss.
“So what wish did you make?”
“Am I supposed to tell you? Anyway my three year wish is half complete already”
Jade looked at him confused.
“I wished you were my girlfriend for my 21st birthday, it came true last year. Then I wished you will stay as my girlfriend on my 22nd birthday and you did despite the quarrels and arguments we had.”
“So you still wish I’m your girlfriend next year?” Jade making her guess.
“Don’t wanna tell you!” Mark displayed his resilient.
“Ok loh…” Jade grabbed a portion of the cake and smear it on his face.
Mark returned the favor and the cake was pretty much wasted and uneatable after the couple’s tussle.
The two of them lie on the bed after the washed up.
“Dear…” Jade asked.
“Yeah?”
“Why did you like me?”
“Because you have an angelic face with a devilish body that any guys will die to go with?”
There was a grin on Mark’s face.
“Is that what all guys want?”
“Nope… but it sure is nice to have!”
“No tell me honestly…” Jade sounded serious this time.
“Ok… I like you because you looked demure most of the time yet when it comes to enjoying you are bubbly fun, loving. You are always here for me. You understand me and mature enough to forsake my childishness some times.”
“I’m really glad to have known you”
Mark added as he brushed her hair.
“Is this what you like in women? So if one day another girl with the same attributes as you mention, will you fall for her?”
“I guess not...”
“Why?”
“Because I have you. You are irreplaceable.”
“Dear, I’m glad to have to known you too”
Their eyes exchange contact followed by a passionate long kiss.
The moon was covered by the clouds as much as their innocent youth.
His 23rd birthday wish had come true... within an hour.
“Sir… Sir” Sharon looked at Mark.
“Mark?”
“Yeah… Yeah”
Mark returned from his ‘time travel’ from his memory.
“We are closing already” Sharon smiled at him and left to clear other tables.
It was half past nine on his watch.
Mark quickly packed his laptop when he realized that he was the only customer left in the café.
“Mark?”
Sharon called out to him before he left.
“Yes Sharon?”
“Is there anything wrong? I saw you in a daze just now”
“It’s ok, nothing really. I can manage”
“Ok… feel free to drop by if you need someone to talk”
“Nah... it will affect your job”
“It’s ok; my boss normally goes off at dinner time and only return about now to close the accounts”
“Thanks, you really make my day”
Mark replied before he left.
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It was close to eleven when Mark finally reached home and had a shower.
As he sat down on his computer table.
His thoughts were still on the question asked by Psyche.
“What sort of women do you really like?”
Finally he replied to the tag board.
“The girl whom I liked was someone demure yet lively when it comes to having fun. She was mature and understanding to love and care for me.”
“I suppose that’s what Jade used to be”
The reply came within minutes.
Before Mark could react, another tag came along.
“Do you think you can find another person like Jade?”
“Nope I can’t because she is irreplaceable”
“Irreplaceable or are you afraid to commit to another relationship?”
Finally, someone knew how he felt all along.
“Psyche, who are you? Why are you doing this to me? Every question you ask will stir great emotions in me. I’m trying to let go of the past yet every time you have to rack it all up again”
“You are not letting go, you are only hiding from the past.”
Psyche replied.
“Do I know you? Do you even exist? Can we meet up?”
Mark was more than eager to know the identity of Psyche. Somehow he felt that Psyche is related to him in a way. A way he could not explain. It was as if Psyche had see through his heart, his mind and everything of him.
"The moment is not right for us to meet now, we will finally meet one day. Its only a matter of when"
Came the reply.
Mark waited awhile before he realized it was her last entry again.
He then got up and stretched himself before decided to head for bed.
Something on the floor caught his eye.
It was the serviette which Sharon had pass to him.
The thought of her brought out a smile in him as he decided to visit her blog.
It was a nicely decorated blog with pink floral designed skin.
There were a lot of entries, photos, songs and video displayed.
As Mark scrolled down the blog, he sped through the entries.
Most of them were talking about the gossips revolving her colleagues and friends.
Then he found an unusual entry.
“Today he did it again. I never know why he had to do it. Why must he treat me like this? Have I done anything wrong in the past to deserve all these? I hate myself because I do not have the courage to face him. I do not even have the courage to face myself. The bottle of sleeping pills… when will I ever have the courage to finish it up?”
[To be Cont]
