Love Aint Always Pretty

Stultus Animi

Translation: stupid feelings

Origin: Latin

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The glowing sun was slowly rising up in the dull morning sky as the sunbeams were casting down on the window pane. The light was growing more and more vivid making the sky more and more radiant as the glowing sphere climbed higher and higher into the sky. But as beautiful as the morning starts before my eyes, I knew today was going to be horrible.

I was still inside Nick's car. I was still with him. After what I told him last night, neither of us spoke to each other anymore. I didn't try to say anything cos I think I already embarrassed myself too much in front of him. I didn't even catch any sleep because I couldn't sleep at all. I couldn't sleep knowing that he didn't say anything to what I said. I'm still inside his car and he's still sitting down right next to me. We acted like neither of us existed.

The car was parked right before the cliff where I could see the entire city below. My head was starting to hurt and it goes well with my wounded heart. He drove me here after my confession to him. I don't know why we're here either. We stayed here all night. We stayed here wide awake and not talking to each other until the sun is rising. We stayed here and just let the time pass by. I wonder what's on his mind. I wonder what he's thinking.

I opened the car door and decided to watch the city beneath us. I need more air to inhale. A different air cos if I stay longer inside the car, I'll get suffocated. My mind is so confused and so is my heart.

All of a sudden I hear a car door closing. Shit, he stepped out of the car too. I'm avoiding to be close to him but he's the one pushing himself back to me. I put my arms up on my chest as if it'll guard me from Nick but I know it's no use. Nick is always everywhere. I exhaled heavily the second he stood right next to me.

"Savannah." He exhales.

My heart skipped when I heard him calling out my name after hours of being quiet. He sounded like he was hurt but he's not as hurt as I am. We've been quiet for two hours now, it's already five in the morning and his voice weakens my entire limb. He weakens my entirety. I can feel him looking at me but I don't want to look at him. I can't look at him.

I feel so stupid. I feel like crying again and I don't know why. I felt neglected after that night when he pushed me away after having sex with me and last night when I told him I love him, he didn't even answer me it made me feel much much worst. I felt even much more neglected. I feel embarrassed of myself because I wanted this and Im hurting.

I'm so embarrassed.

I've never been embarrassed.

"I'm sorry." He says and his voice is weak.

I bite my lower lip trying not to cry. I don't want to look at him because I'll just cry. I don't even want to respond because if he will respond back, I know his answers will just hurt me more. I don't know what he's apologizing for, is he apologizing cos of what he did last night or is he apologizing cos he can't love me back. He stands before me, covering the beautiful view but he's much more a beautiful view than anything. My eyes didn't want to look at him. My face was level to his chest and I didn't want to look up at him.

"Savannah I'm sorry." He says again.

I don't know what I'm supposed to forgive him for. Nick never promised me anything. Nick never promised me love. Nick promised me only one thing and that thing is sex. That was exactly what he gave me. Nothing less and nothing more.

His finger touched my chin, lifting my eyes up to meet his gaze. The feeling of his finger touching my chin is making my jaws tensed up. I'm doing everything I can to fight back my tears, but it's hard.

"I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that." He says again. His voice is like hot melted caramel and I'm melting along with it.

My eyes are closed, refusing myself to cry in front of him cos I don't want to do it in front of him. He's apologizing for that night but it felt like he's apologizing for everything. For whatever we have that we both knew wouldn't end well. For not answering back my confession to him. For setting my hopes up. For ruining me after that night when he told me to leave quickly and slammed his door at my face.

His hands pulling me close to his body and I feel his longs arms wrapping around me. His arms are my asylum. His arms are the safest place I could be. His arms makes me feel sheltered. I feel his cheek pressing against the top of my head.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what this is anymore. But I didn't mean to hurt you or make you feel neglected." He confesses.

He sighs. "I don't know what I'm doing and going to do anymore."

Me too Nick.

I don't know what I'm

We're both completely lost.

both new

We're both confused.

the other, but

him and he slightly releases me. He watches me for a little while before standing right next to where I am. We both watch the sunrise as it illuminates both of our faces. I didn't mind

are we here?" I

still not talking about my confession to him.

sometimes to watch the city from below me."

him. "You

up line when you

me smile. But the second

that?" I

"Do what?"

to someone in a bar and say that

head. "No. I don't feel the need to

don't know yet if it's good or bad. But his voice and the way he stares at me makes him seem so distant. I know he brought

it is making me feel tense

fun, is it?" He

him but he doesn't look at me intently, still my

are doing is not fun." He

still beautiful no matter how ugly it is getting or how worst it is getting or how pointless it is going. But it's tearing me apart. It is tearing

This is not fun.

we don't stop. It will get worst

stop even though it'll hurt me much more if we keep on doing this. The thought of not being with him as much as I want to makes my body feel completely hollow. I still want those stolen kisses when he craves to kiss me and pulls me somewhere or kisses me quickly when someone is facing their back at us. I still want those little things he do. I still want him to call me I'm pretty.

Is it because of last night that I told you

I don't want you to think

falling in love with each other is a bad thing Nick?"

"It's because it is."

shattered. I guess my I Love You to him last night went to waste

not good with relationships. I don't know how to handle stupid

feelings. I chuckle on his

in love, being in love and staying in love is not a stupid

don't understand

back. "Then why won't you let me in? Put your stupid fucking armor down and tell

gazes at me. "You deserve someone

just denying to yourself about

looks away. His answer hurts me. The way he shakes his head that way makes me feel

can't give you in return. I'm not that someone you're hoping for Savannah." He says sternly as

Ouch.

fall in love with you, but I did. And you didn't mean to make me fall in

me. "I just wanted it

bent my

keep on doing this, I