
"Never leave, me," I asked in silence.
Dion, who heard my words, shifted back to face me.
"Don't stay with me anymore" I asked for a second time.
I lowered my gaze. I guess it's not me. I who used to want to tell him to forget me, now I even want to take care of him. Dion is still silent, he has not accepted or rejected my request.
"I don't want to lose you a second time, Di," I'm honest with my feelings.
Dion still did not speak. Strange, usually he would be responsive to what I said, especially if it was a matter of feeling. But, this time, she kind of deliberately allowed me to talk a lot about what feelings I had for her.
"I know, I've been ignoring you all this time, for 10 years. I shouldn't have been entitled to a second chance from you. But, before you actually leave me again, can I ask you to stay by my side forever." this time I was really as if I was shooting Dion.
"Why did your heart suddenly change" asked Dion.
The question hit my mind. I flinched, I don't know what the answer to that question was. I'm just saying what I feel, not what I think. Everything I said just flowed without me planning it.
"If I answer, I don't know, how?" my many.
"If I told you that I was afraid that your feelings for me were just your escape, how was it?" ask Dion back.
The runaway?
Dion came back, when I was hurt. I felt comfortable leaning on him, as Mas Rud suddenly disappeared for no reason. I lost my toughness in front of Dion. I threw away my feelings of awkwardness and got rid of the self-esteem that I had held high. I poured out all the feelings I suffered, I let him strengthen me with his fingers and warm hugs. Really, did I make it my escape?
"I don't know, Di," I replied again.
"If you don't know how you feel, how can I be sure that you're being sincere?" hatch Dion.
Aye!
Everything Dion said was true. I don't know how I feel about him. All I feel is that I don't want to lose her again. I want him next to me, that's all.
"Di" call me.
"What?" answer gently.
"Does this mean you reject me?" my many.
"Are you declaring your love to me now?" Dion asked again.
Me?
Express love?
Shoot it?
Iyeakah?
"Do you think so, I'm shooting at you?" I asked back.
"Of course," Dion was convinced.
I covered my face with both hands. I'm shy. Dion has been chasing me all this time, why now it is me who seems to love him.
"What are you, embarrassed?" ask Dion to release the hand I put on my face.
I nod my head. I can't look at him. Really, I'm so embarrassed. Is this some kind of boomerang for me. Dion then took my finger. He directs our position to face each other.
"It's your feeling, it's called LOVE." explains Dion.
"You're comfortable next to me, you don't want me to be away from you, but you don't know why, that's LOVE." Dion explained at length, as he continued to spread his smile.
"really?" I'm looking for complete confidence.
"You're really, really innocent, baby," for some reason, Dion's been pinching my nose lately.
Is this not just a feeling of escape?" I ignored his "honey" call and just kept asking.
"I told you, I'm your place back. I accept you no matter what feelings you have for me." said Dion.
"Didn't your heart hurt" I asked.
"Let this pain be mine, as long as you are happy, I will" replied Dion still clasping my finger.
Suddenly, my tears lined up in the corner of my eye. His words, so moved me.
"Don't hold back my pain, give me a chance to make you happy, even if it's just a smile" I asked
"I Love You" said Dion, covering my lips with his index finger.
"I won't let you shoot me. I will maintain the self-esteem that you have been glorifying. I don't want you to love me, let me always ask for your love, not you" Dion said romantically.
I can't wait until Dion asks for my love again for the tens of times in the 10 years he's been with me.
I immediately threw myself into his arms.
"I love you too" I said.
I felt the pounding of my heart racing against the pounding of his heart. The approach gave me a comfortable feeling. I don't want to waste any more time ignoring it. I don't want to destroy the taste he's keeping for me anymore. My love is late, but it's not too late to repay it.
I don't know if it's called love. But, I will grasp what I can now hold. I don't want to regret losing anymore.
Dion let go of my embrace. She widened her smile and again said, "Don't cry anymore, I'm not here to drain your tears, I want you to always give me a smile, a smile full of love, just me."
"Why are you being possessive" I cried.
"Something that is already mine, I will not let others enjoy" Dion said.
"Don't be possessive" I asked.
Dion smiled as he ruffled the top of my head.
"If I was possessive, I wouldn't let you be Rud's at the time" Dion later said.
"Yes, you should be first and last in my heart. Sorry, you just get the rest of my feelings," I'm sad.
"Save all your feelings just for me. I still consider you whole, even though I'm not the first for you." Dion stroked my hair.
"How much have you given him?" Dion whispered a little in my ear.
What is this question?
It looks straightforward, but it is actually a trap.
"Aren't you going to be jealous if I say it?" I replied with a slight mischievous smile.
He opened his eyes wider. He looked surprised to hear what I said. I could see it, although he quickly changed his expression to as normal as possible.
"Alright, I'll tell you, I see your curiosity is huge," I continued.
"Hmmm ... I gave everything I had for her, all the love of daaaann ..." I deliberately cut my sentence and I turned my gaze away from her.
I saw Dion still silent, there was no change, even though I had paused my sentence.
"Daann ...!" not until I continued my words, Dion's index finger had already closed my lips.
"I don't need to hear your story. Keep it in your heart, if you can't forget it. I can accept you, even though he has preceded me," said Dion clasping my finger.
"You're really so sweet, Di,"
I clasped his fingers back, "You'll get me whole, not leftover. You're not the first, but you'll be the one forever for me.
Dion smiling. I returned his smile, his feelings, his love, and all the passions he created for me.