Stormy Heart

Water. A lot of water. From the side, above and everywhere. A boat is just floating in the middle of it. And a person on it didn't even make a move. Everything seemed like there's a someone hitting a pause button.

The boat rocked gently from the waves beneath it. Yet the person won't budge. Staring at the reflection on the water that never been clear because of the waves and the rain.

The wind keep its pace, blowing stronger each passing moment, blowing the hat that the person been wearing, revealing a thick long hair, belonged to a woman. Yet she still won't budge, lost in her own thought. Drowning without being drown.


A flashback started.

She was in a room with a big couch that supposedly make everyone that came to the place feel comfortable. But not her, and she thinks that no one ever does. After all, on the couch, all of their inner thought would be revealed.

"So... How does you feel today?" A soothing voice from a man came from behind a desk that is across the couch. She looked at the man, a middle aged one with a starting hair loss can be seen. And she just doesn't like him.

A bit of memory flashing again.

"I don't know when it started. The delusion of being loved by him, a happy family we're not. With or without the child."
The sky gets darker and the wind blows harder, slapping her hair on her face. But she still not moving from her spot.

"I seem to be no longer human. I deny the feeling, his and mine. But I know exactly what made him changed to be so... Happy. And yet I don't want to admit it."
A rumble can be heard from the distance and the small boat is being played at by the waves.

"It's been... Very long... He held me in his arms and said he loved me. And I don't feel the same like I used to when he did those things to me." A tear escaped from her eyes. A tear when she no longer feel anything. Just one drop and nothing more.

"So... You do know why you are like that?" It was a statement and not a question. The man still waiting patiently for any response. Anything.

"Perhaps... It started from the end, when I used up all the love of a lifetime."

Now thunder is striking down in such fashion that no one else dares to challenge it by being out there. The ocean is going berserk now. And the woman find a determination now. Perhaps an answer.

"From the day I ran away from the reality, my heart is empty... Empty... And now, all is just too late."

She stand up on the rocking boat and no one ever saw her again. All that's left is just a small boat on the shore with no one on it in the next bright morning. The ocean is just a mute witness of what exactly happened on that stormy night.