Love

December 2, 2009 at 11:30 am 2 comments

Love.

How much can you love someone?

Do you love her just because she is beautiful? Rich?

Will the feeling change when she turns ugly? Or diagnosed with a terminal disease? Will you still willing to love her as you did before?

I love you. A three letter words can be easily uttered by anyone to anybody.

You were just about to say your wow “I will love and cherish you, with all my heart. Honor and respect you, with all my strength. I will remain faithful, in sickness and in health, whether rich or poor, in sorrow and in joy. This I promise, for as long as my life shall last” when the phone rang.

Your family answered and the voice over the phone said “This is Dr. ZYX calling from Hospital DEF. We have urgent news for Mr. Groom to be.”

Your family walked up the church aisle to your side. They whispered that there’s an important call for you.

“Ask them to call back”, you whispered back.

“Its a call from Dr. ZYX. He said its urgent.”

You answered the call.

“I am sorry for disturbing you, Groom-to-be but we had this utmost news for you. We suspected Bride-to-be to have ABC terminal disease. We would like her to come back for a detailed examination.”

You hung up.

You felt as if the room had turned quiet, though in fact everyone is still whispering to each other and the birds still chirping happily outside. Your heart skipped a few beats. Your shoulder felt heavy. Your vision blurred. You wished that this is just a story you read from http://www.raphaelkoh.wordpress.com.

What is the first thing that you will worring about?

And what will you do?

And what if the phone call is for you and the victim is you? Will you stop the marriage for her sake, not to leave her spend another half a century alone after you left?

Will you, still utter the wow?

Will you?

***

She always tell me “C’est la vie”. Yes my dear, that’s life.

I think I will always say, be it one day, one year, or 100 years, I will still love you. With all my life.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. WindnWaves  |  December 2, 2009 at 12:17 pm

    Love is unpredictable and scary, that is why we are given faith. And if faith fails, that is why we have friends. Go forth and love until you hurt worse than any disease!

  • 2. Raphael  |  December 2, 2009 at 1:41 pm

    Haha. Yes, it is unpredictable and scary. That’s why love is also interesting and beautiful

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