Her Elise

 She had taken off both her shoes, then locked the door and checking it twice.

She's always careful, a bit too much actually.

She's paying attention to her surroundings,

people walking past her,

a cat walking gracefully but also carelessly,

cars and bikes riding somewhere.

She sees everything.

She takes the same road everyday, she's that simple.

Sometimes it would rain, but she would refuse to use an umbrella. She enjoys the sound of the rain, and the feeling of it on her skin.

She's neat, but also messy. She's very smart, but also very lazy.

Her favorite piece is Für Elise.

She would spend about 15 minutes in the shower. She's not a sweet tooth kind of person, nor she likes the sour taste.

She would stay up all night playing with her phone, either for some games or read fiction.

She would end up oversleeping and rushing to go to work without breakfast.

She almost never skips work, too much of a coward to do that.

All she cared about were her loved ones; family and bestfriends.

She preferred being alone all day, but at the end of the day she'd call one of her friends to hangout.

However, she was always alone.

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Him, she loves.

His scent, spesifically. Makes her feel some strange warmth inside of her, calms her in some kind of way.

His absence is killing her.

She wants to look him in the eyes, and pour any words she has in her body.

She has so many questions to ask, and she wants him to show the same amount of interest towards her.

She wants to be the reason he smiles, giggle, or even laugh out loud.

She wants to hold his hand, embrace his body, and hide her face into his hug.

Appropriately, she wants to kiss him and connect their soul by doing so.

She wants to be the one he keeps in his mind.

The one he thinks whenever things getting rough and the one he remembers when he's happy.

She wants him to be comfortable around her, to the point he'll be brave enouh to show all his emotions to her.

She wants all of him, and she wants to be wanted by him.

Her heart bloom with delight at the sound of his name only.

Whenever she saw him, her smile growing wider and her heart is pounding against her chest.

She wants to spend a night with him. If possible, she'll make the night endless.

Is she in love? Wholeheartedly.

It took her a few months to figure it out, and to accept it.

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Sometimes, he's a breathtaking.

If only she had enough courage to tell him that she doesn't like his other woman.

Yes, there's other woman. There is always other woman.

The fact that he was close, yet so far away from her at any moment he was too focused on someone else breaking her down. She'd lose control and begin to cry in silent.

She's being way too careful, of not hurting herself in the process of loving him.

A mess, is what she is.

There!

A wide smile over his lips looking at his phone, he replied the text. He seemed very happy.

But it was the other person on the line that made him smile, not her.

Sometimes he would lose track and laughing. Whoever it was he's talking to, he must really like this person.

To think who this person is, only brought harm to her soul.

Is she hurt? Totally.

It took her a while to accept. After all, his happiness is what matters for her.

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Her favorite piece is Für Elise.

She admires how Ludwig van Beethoven dedicate a song for Elise.

Out of love and a will to marry his woman, he creates sucha beautiful piece.

He pours his agony to his music sheets. The agony of desire to call Elise, his wife.

But Elise, Elise didn't see anything special between her and Beethoven.

Elise refused his proposal and married another man.

Maybe, just maybe. Beethoven already knew that and also put some irony in the piece.

However, Beethoven never published Für Elise. He kept it for himself, the memory of his tragedy.

He brought the admiration he has for Elise to his last breath.

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She adores Für Elise like a little kid day dreaming about disney love story.

For her, Für Elise is a scene she will never be bored of.

Everytime she hears it feels like a warm blanket in a cold day.

She wants to be Elise, to be loved, desired, and admired by a man.

Little did she know, she's never going to be Elise.

To her unfortunate, her fate is not anything like Elise's.

In all respects, she shares the same agony Beethoven had. Turns out, she is Beethoven in Für Elise's back story.

And she had found her Elise.