realise // l. riwoo

                                    

                                          
Riwoo's POV
I still remember how cold the wind was that night. How we shed long-held tears. The night I finally realised how late I was to love her.
She loved me too early and I loved her too late.
How come I never realised it? The fact that she had loved me all this time? 
She has become a part of my life. She was there when I needed someone. When I was happy, when I cried, even long before that, she was always there for me.
However, when I see her together with any other man, my heart aches. She started to drift away. I tried to shrug it off at first, but the distance between us was killing me.
I can't stand at the thought of her leaving me. And I was right. She really left me and became a part of the memory that will remain as a memory.
I have missed out on a lot of chances in my life and I have no right to regret it. This all happened because of me. I was late. Late for everything.
How can I not be happy when I see her happy? She has found someone worth loving and definitely, I am not that person.
I may look pathetic. I thought so too. But when she's happy, I'll be happy too. 
Seeing her in the white dress, her beauty was beyond imagination. Those times I've been with her, I never realised how pretty she really is.
Again, I was too late to realise.
Now, all I can do was to look at the way she walks down the aisle with her dad. There's someone else that replaces me. Someone better a lot more better.
And when we locked eyes, she had a faint smile on her face, as if she's saying goodbye to us. Do I need to do the same? Forget it? Do I have to move on?
When I heard the words, "until death do us part" echoes through the hall. I realised that I had lost her for good. 
I watched the way her eyes were looking at the man standing in front of her with so much affection. Those same eyes did the same with me, but back then, I couldn't interpret it.
The depth of her love for me, it showed in her eyes.
I don't want to know how their story would turn out. What I want is happiness for them forever. As they have vowed.
I went home with a heavy heart. I didn't want her to see me cry and how miserable I looked.
She doesn't need to know how many tears have flowed out of my eyes. She doesn't need to know how many nights I lost sleep thinking about her.
I thought I was the main character in the story. However, I was wrong. I was just a side character who would teach her the meaning of pain and patience.
Now, I'm bidding you farewell. Goodbye.
Please, be happy
Please, be joyful, I'll be for you
Please, don't be gloomy
Please, don't be blue, I'll be for you
Thank you, my dear darling. And please forgive me for everything.