My Heart is Yours (short story)

Today I really wanted to surf the net but I got a lot of exam to do... failing to do what I want makes me depressed that’s why I wrote this narrative below... Enjoy reading and hope you like it.

It was a serene night; I was sitting under a pine tree on the other side of my best friend’s house while the party kept going on the other side. I don’t really like parties but my friend really insisted so I came. I was gazing on the full moon when you came.

“Hey cutie,” you greeted me. I was surprised to see you. I wonder why such a beauty is alone that night.

“Good evening,” I bowed and greeted you a smile. You were so beautiful; I felt heaven as I laid eyes on you. “

“What’s with the formality,” you smiled. Then you went near me. I can smell your sweet perfume travelling the air. “Imagine, the two of us meeting each other in a full moon. Maybe we are destined to be together.”

I smiled.

“Why are you smiling.” You asked me.

“Are you not afraid of me?” I asked. “I mean you don’t even know me.” I added. “Maybe I’m a rapist, a serial killer or a vampire that would kill you later.”

You laughed and then said “If you’re a killer you better back off ‘coz I’m a black belter, but if you’re a vampire you’re lucky, I’m type AB. “

“Well I’m type AB too,”

“We are really destined.” Then you grabbed my arms. “Let’s dance.” I didn’t argue. How can I say no to such a beauty like you? That night our love story begun...

We dated and became lovers. And we promised to love each other forever.

One time we’ve had a misunderstanding. I left you at your house even if we hadn’t cleared everything. Then I received a call; you were admitted to the hospital. It was heart failure due to depression. I rushed on the way to see you.

As I stepped foot on the hospital, I rapidly run to your room... Tears flowed down to my eye as I see you wearing an oxygen mask. “If only I can be in your place instead.”

The doctor told me you will need a heart transplant as soon as possible. I’ve went to so many hospitals to see donors, but none was there. Then I returned to you crying. I cannot live without, I know I can’t...

I held your hand and kissed you on the forehead. “I’m sorry I can’t be with you anymore,” you said. But I just kissed you and said “I love you, and I’ll be with you forever.” I’m blaming myself for what had happened that’s why I decided to leave you and left only a single letter.

The next day, your family found a donor, and the operation started. You wanted to see me that time but I wasn’t there anymore.

The operation got you better and you are now safe from heart disease. That is when your mother handed the letter I left when you were sick.

It reads: “I’m sorry if I’m not there during your operation... But I’m happy we will never be apart again. Please take care of my heart”