A Handful of Happiness

A handful of happiness





It is difficult to be lonely. Every day, every hour, every minute it's hard to wait for him.



Oh I. Why are you telling me that?



You do not know what it is like to be alone...



Today I was sitting at the table at home wordlessly... A white paper caught my eye... I grabbed t and started reading off.



The way you left your last correspondence to me..



...came to my mind at the moment we met gave me a paper and told me to broach when you go home. I had also considered this. We hugged each other tightly, promising to never leave each other...



How would I know that it would have been our last hug...



When I came home I began to read off the letter.



"He-Ran,



I know I will never deserve it, but I didn't do anything...



Watching all my fault according to what you read this letter from home...



I'll move out of your way and will just live in your memory...

Yeah, you did guess right... I'm leaving!



Please do not ask me why I am leaving you... Just forgive me...



But you already know this, do not forget that it is not right, will you? But I love you very much... And one last thing...



...be happy...



Take care of yourself.



Your oppa Hyun-shik"





What?



How was it so easy for him to say 'Be Happy'? I am trying to understand how he could do this,,, But it did not work...



...I couldn't do it, because if I don't have you by my side, I immediately start to cry.



It is too late, I realized I could not be happy.



Finally, my tears are flowing, the same sad and upset tears



I'm walking around, asking myself the only thing that I can think of. "Why?"



But no one responded...



Half an hour later I find myself in front of a café



We used to meet up and sit at our table here..



We went in and sat at our table. You're ordering yourself a cup of simple coffee, because you love it...



You do not put sugar into your cup, because you do not like it sweet.



Because today you look at it the way you want...



Some thoughts come to my mind... And the same question all over again... "Why do you not answer...?".



But again, no answer came... Why...?



I just wanted something small from you. I just wanted that;



''A handful of happiness''.





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Yazan: Marw Hope