Who's Brenth

Brenth? Well, I wasn’t able to talk to him after what happened. I know that he felt crushed too. But I didn’t have the guts to face him for my life’s worth. I know him that no matter how hard it is, he will never commit any stupid thing to inflict to his system. He was ‘the Great Brenth’ as he put it. It doesn’t take a grave emotion such as what I did to inflict suicidal tendencies on him.

The main thing about him is that he is every mom’s dream for her daughter. Like my mom again, she likes Brenth so much because he is… A God fearing type of person, intelligent and wise, honest and humble, sweet and caring, patient and understanding, and best of all a Doctor in the making! In short, mom’s every dream for me, it was just so much to her that even if I chose to be a writer, my ‘boyfriend’-then, decided to make up for my loss . Only that Brenth wants to become a Pediatrician because he loves kids and that he dreams to have a bunch for his own.

Mom and Dad want to have a grandson or granddaughter which they’ve been continuously bringing up ever since Brenth and I was on our 6^th Year relationship. They were actually unmindful that we will hear about rumors and gossips within our circle of friends because of course, they want to spend more time with their grandchildren as early as possible.

Kinda weird, isn’t it? It’s quite a huge depression moment to them when they realize that it will never happen again. They actually can’t get over it more than I do, that they tend to keep us together and bring back whatever it is that’s left between Brenth and I.

And I still feel guilty until now that I cannot bring myself to the same girl that Brenth used to love 3 years ago. My mom didn’t lose hope, but I did. Yet she takes things as though Brenth and I are still kids that will forgive and forget when the right time comes along.

I actually feel guilty with what I did to Brenth. He was not the bad guy here. I was the bad girl. I broke him, tore him to pieces and still he gives his all, despite the bruises and scars I left him three years ago.

Three years had passed and he was still coming back. I know, not because of my mom, but also because he was hoping that somehow things will work out fine.

What’s not to like about him? I already blabbed about how he is as a person. Now, giving face to the person whom I loved for eight years…

To start off, nothing drastic changed in his physical being. He’s still way too tall for me. Because back then I remember him standing beside me with his 5’8 height, but now he stands 2 inches taller. He sports a black thick wavy hair which was cut nicely by his favorite barber, Andre. Brenth still stares at me with those hazel eyes that make him look like a fake Chinese.J He still has the same nose that makes him adorable, the lips that make me drool for a kiss, the smile, and those perfect teeth that catch my eyes from daydreaming.

But you know what? Beneath the fad of people burning their skins to tan, ‘Brenth the Great’ keeps his fair complexion in tone which matches with his medium built-Gym maintained body. He was never the type to be drawn to what most people love to do. At times I thought he was so abnormal. Like he would love to do things the old fashioned way, with a touch of his taste. He likes to go beyond the common fad. He prefers to do things according to his imagination.

I guess I know what you’re thinking right now... Are you wondering why I let the proposal down despite the perfection of this man? Why runaway from the guy I gave my heart, soul and life to? Why throw away the madness of being in-love, when we are already there?