I am a cup with lovely dogs print on me. I was on a shop's shelf until a lady picked me up the other day.
I can still remember that day. There were joys sparkling in her eyes. I guess she must be trying to find something special for a guy she fall love into.
Finally, she took me. I can remember what she said then: "Oh probably just this mug, can not find that exact breed of his dog , but these dogs on this one looks so lovely."
She brought me back home. I then found that she texted somebody a message: " I just got a mug, only for you. When you have time, please drop by for a cup of coffee, ok?"
I was a bit excited that I will have a new owner.
But I never met this guy. I just stayed in my owner's cabinet lonely. My owner also felt very strange, because this guy used to be very warmhearted, now he changed totally.
This guy values time the most, but was willing to spend time to help my owner. Even in case of some stuffs my owner failed to look after, he was so thoughtful to consider them for her and did for her...
My owner has been used to his way, which is a bit like a brother spoilt his younger sister. My owner can not control herself but falling into love with him. This is a really fantastic guy, when my owner got to know him more. He is handsome, rich in knowledge, smiling like a sweet child, polite...Ok, he is just the prefect one in my owner's eyes.
Now he still helped her, but in a cold commercial way.
My owner was so sad after finding his changes. She was shedding tears. She got so absent-minded: forgot to turn off the oven after cooking, put her hands into hot water, even forgot thousands of dollars at the bank's counter after cash withdrawal...
But after thinking things thoroughly, she realized that, he was right. Love can not exist between them, because they were all married. I saw she made up her mind to text him, telling him that they can not meet again.
I saw she lost her sleep for many nights. She was struggling to face the fact. She was longing so much a cuddle from this guy, but she knew she can not.
She can not stay again with this guy, even as an ordinary friend, because she knows her love is still there and sooner or later she will lost her self-control. The only thing she can do is to leave.
She just left, full of pains and sorrows.
As planned, I should be a love gift. But till now I am still staying at the cabinet with dust on me.
I hope my owner can soon find a suitable one to use me and her joys back as well. She used to be such a happy one.
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