the ice-cream parlour

she was not there. he looked around, hoping to find her seated at somewhere unfamiliar. but he could not find her anywhere in the ice-cream parlour.

fate drew two strangers together when they stepped into the same college two months ago. they instantly clicked the moment they introduced themselves. their conversations spanned for hours everyday. they were inseparable. they have their meals together everyday and they never grew bored of the same food. they studied together at the library, and they were always together in college. he enjoyed her company more than anything else. as days passed, he became closer to her. soon enough, he began to like her. his feelings for her became intense, but he had never spill it to her. his reason; she already has a guy, and he is unsure about her feelings towards him.

perhaps their interest in food drew them close. perhaps it was her sweet smile which attracted him. perhaps he was simply comfortable with her around. perhaps it was because they share the same liking for ice-cream...

everyday, after college, they'd drop by the ice-cream parlour to have their favourite ice-cream. and there, they would share their thoughts, their secrets, their worries, their life. they spent hours and hours talking about everything. from small petty matters, to big important decisions and problems. she would often talk about her worries, her friends, and her problems with her friends. and he would listen. once in a while he would voice his concerns when he sensed something was wrong. yes, it all took place in the ice-cream parlour. perhaps it was the ice-cream that made him so relaxed. but it was her presence that melted his heart. perhaps it was the blueberry which made the ice-cream extra sweet. but her smile was even sweeter to him.

so every evening, rain or shine, he would look forward to meet her at the ice-cream parlour. he did not mind getting soaked in the rain just to get to there. he did not mind skipping his weekly workout to meet her. he did not let the traffic jam to be an excuse for not meeting her. he did not care for the accident he almost got into when rushing to meet her. as long as, the way he put it; they have their time together.

this went on for almost a month.. but things began to take a turn lately.. their conversation became shorter. they were seldom together at college. even though they were still close to each other, he began to feel the gap between them. their time at the ice-cream parlour became just a brief conversation, and they no longer have their ice-cream as often. she was preoccupied with something else. she was busy, busy with her guy. he felt that she was beginning to brush him aside. he was no longer close to her. she is becoming a stranger.

it have been a week since he last sat down at the ice-cream parlour for more than fifteen minutes. the ice-creams no longer interest him. he didn't even notice there were new varieties of yogurt ice-creams. he did not even notice his ice-cream melt. and for the past week, he left his ice-cream untouched. what seemed like a fun-fare with bright neons and bling-blings became a place where he sulk on his own disappointment.

the ice-cream parlour stopped serving sweet ice-creams since then. it began to serve bitter, hard to swallow reality.

p/s i am in no mood to write good english today :)