Rooftop Whirlwind Romance - An Entry to @maverickinvictus' Photo-Fiction Contest

This is my entry to @maverickinvictus' Photo-Fiction Contest. If you want to know more about the details of this contest, feel free to click this link.

The rule is to create a fiction story basing from the photo below.

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Staring at this fiery horizon with clasped hands. Forcing myself not to blink as drops of tears are threatening to fall down.

No, I should not cry. You don't deserve my tears.

It was an afternoon of May when my feet led me to this very spot. A rooftop found in an abandoned building. Peaceful. Empty. Cold.

Here, I took refuge to compose the chaos within me. It has become my hideaway to escape the suffocation brought by my own world. I have found my sanctuary where I could just listen endlessly to the chirping of the birds, stare at nothingness and clear my mind from all the troubles brought by life. Here, I don't have to pretend. I can scream and cuss to the world. I feel so free and alive here.

Ugh, you are loud and annoying.

I jumped at the sound of his voice. I did not know someone has been watching my craziness the whole time I was here. He moved from his hiding spot and intentionally showed me the kind of authoritative vibe he has.

Okay, someone owns this place.

I am aware that he is talking to me but my mind seemed to be glued with his presence. His bad boy appearance, rugged and rough is so captivating that I can't seem to process the words directed at me. Damn. The sound of his voice is enough to put me in trance and his sly smile has just put me under his spell.

He laughed at his amusement while I try to hide the pink blush on my cheeks. Darn it. I act and feel so awkward around him. Now, I can't stop thinking how good his laughter sounded earlier. Oh, I am so doomed.

You became my rendezvous

Hours rolled into days and days into weeks, the rooftop became our rendezvous. He became a part of my daily routine. His laughter became my daily dose of happiness.

We became comfortable with each other that we literally lived in the moment. No pressures. No worries. No expectations. We were just happy.

You look good in pink.

A sweet smile escaped my lips remembering his words. I changed my dress into the pink one, his favorite and then dashed off to see him.

He didn't come.

One day, I will be gone.
No goodbyes. No tears.
You know I can't stay here with you, right?
It pains me to leave you
but I belong somewhere else.

He already warned me but I brushed him off. What we had was so heavenly that I did not even think that heaven could turn into hell so easily.

This is the 7th day I came back in this place but just like the past few days, he wasn't here. He will no longer come back.

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So today, as I am staring into the angry orange sky, I am saying goodbye. I am bidding farewell to all the happy afternoons we have shared in this place that once we call our " tiny little space". The sky looked so angry today but you know what, this could look so romantic if you were here with me. Everything just turns nice and sweet when I am with you.

You know what is more painful? You were only here to hear my laughters. Now, you would not even hear my painful cries and you would not see how I am breaking. You will remember the "fun" me, not the broken one and it is kind of unfair. You are no longer here to listen to my rants about how I don't want us to be the proof of how messed up destiny is.

Now, I am saying goodbye to my hardest challenge, my hardest day and my hardest memory. Just like how the colors violet and red are on the opposite sides of the color spectrum, the two of us can't be with each other.

Today, I am saying goodbye to this rooftop. This is where I have experienced happiness but also where I was shattered. I have nowhere else to go but I can't stay here either. This place was not my refuge. YOU WERE.

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