A Second Chance to Love

I can still remember Emen's face while I was getting inside the airport. I can still remember the promises he swore to me while I was sobbing to death asking him to do something and be with me abroad. His stares, his assuring words, his love and affection - it was like a medicine injected into my whole being to make me at peace, and believe the magic of making your own fate. It was a hard decision, yes indeed. But the belief of love that Emen has given to me was eminent and powerful. He made me trust beyond the impossible. He made me think that yes! long distance relationship will work, that our love has no ocean to sail, and has no boundaries to conquer. It was all my thoughts, a thought that I wanted to live in, and share with people, that yes! LDR will actually work, and that, we just need to trust. I never knew that the taste of his kiss at that time of my departure is like a taste of a bitter goodbye. A nine wasted years that I thought would forever last. A nine years that leaves imprints in my soul. He is indeed the love of my life.