Unsaid Phrases

Melodie is known as the happiest girl alive, she loves the flowers when it bloomed on spring, and when the sun shines. She also loves the moon and the stars, and of course the thunder and rain on rainy days. She loves writing poetry in her diary, but she never shows it to anyone. She thinks that they are very boring and unusual. She is a girl who loves to keep every little things in a box and keeps it in a secret room of her own. She keeps little notes, diaries, monochromes and an old teddy bear doll. No one had ever seen the box that she keeps.

One night, Melodie cleaned up her secret room and found a piece of paper laying on the floor. The paper was titled ‘Unsaid Phrases’. She remembered writing this at 3.00 a.m. while crying. She was broken for letting someone to break her heart. The writing goes a little like this;

‘I don’t suppose this is a love letter, no, but to call this a confession would be exaggerating. I think I still love you. I think I never stopped. I think I never will. I know I’m not completely over you when your name is mentioned and my heart skips a beat. You are a feeling I can’t seem to escape. And that is what frustrating me the most.

I woke up today, feeling thankful to be alive. Did a prayer and had my breakfast. I went to school and I bumped into him. I swear, my heart still aches when I saw him. I used to take small glance of him from afar, and my heart pounds. It pounds in a constant beat, but I do not feel the same way today. I feel the pain in my body, but I am okay. He used to make little conversation with me, but I never made eye contact. Silly me, hoping for him to make longer conversations. I have always wanted him to fix me, but turns out, he broke me even more.

The day you told me those three empty words, I still wonder. Was it just a lie? A dream? Or an imagination? I keep telling myself that you really mean it. I know you don’t, so I keep those feelings inside where it hurt me. You loved the attention I gave you, but you did not mean the words you said to me.

I don’t want to be your second choice. I have been let down before, countless times, and by now I am no stranger to disappointment. Your goodbye was so silent. And there is no way to hold you. Never from the start we are connected.

You decided to leave and never to come back. I was only your second choice, and then you left me for her.’

Rereading the writing she wrote tears her apart. She started pouring water from her eyes and it rolled down her cheeks. “Silly me” she thought, but she knew it was just another stressful day living in a life of a teenager’s mind. She remembered, it was not easy to forget him, and she hasn’t.

Little does she know, he thinks about her too, all the time.

Shawn, he is the person that all the poems Melodie wrote about. Yes, Shawn had fallen for Melodie too, but he is afraid. He knew something about Melodie’s past but did not want to talk about it. He meant it when he said those three empty words. He thought she did believed it, but he can see it in her eyes. He have always loved her pair of eyes, the ones she hated, the ones she called boring and brown. Her pair of eyes danced when she laughed to his jokes, but they dulled and blurred and were never the same when he left. He is very sorry. He regrets every promises he can’t keep. He feels sorry for hurting her. He loved her hard and he break her just as hard as he loved her.

He promised to hold her one more time, but he didn’t.