Mistakes We Knew We Were Making
We made plans
To be unbreakable
Love was all we knew
No insurance for
The unthinkable
Blindly get us through
"Promise?"
The quiver in her voice was just the right amount of urging he needed to utter the much needed answer. He knew there was a chance that he won't be able to keep it, because as the old cliché goes, promises are made to be broken. And although he never wanted to see her sad ever again – she already suffered too much from his best friend – his greatest fear was that he wouldn't be man enough to stay true to the pledge he would give her.
"Of course."
But still he gave his word. Together with a silent vow that he will always be strong for her, for both of them. Especially during those times she would cry as though she would self-destruct, as if the whole world around her would crumble, as if all the stars in the night sky would betray them and choose to shine no more.
"I love you."
And although he knew she wouldn't, couldn't, answer back – her heart belonged to that cold, cold Ice Prince still – he'd keep telling her such, until hopefully one day she'd learn to forget those indifferent blue eyes that shattered her heart into a million pieces.
"Thank you."
Her answer wasn't enough, but he'd wait nevertheless. Wait for her to stop hurting, to stop hoping, to stop blindly loving that idiot of a brunette who was void of emotions.
"You deserve a happy ending, Aya. And I swear I will give it to you."
And she buried her face in his chest, letting him hold her close, as if he was the one she loved, and not a mere alternative for the boy who could never be hers. He knew her heart was breaking, and as much as he hated it, his heart was starting to break as well.