The Marriage MartyrA Story by MeijunYou actually left me to be my
brother-in-law. Life can be such a cruel joke sometimes. Marriage is the union of two
individuals. It is the term for the legal tie between loving couples. Why then
do I see you sleeping on the couch most of the time instead of the bedroom you
share with my sister? What about those sleepless nights where I share worried
glances with my mum, as raised voices echoed from your shared bedroom? Despite our painful past, you still
sought refuge in my company. You would confide in me over cups of coffee, just
like the old times. You never did understand did you? That we could never
return to the time we were just best friends. I do not wish to anger my sister
too. You are already a married man and have commitments. Misunderstandings
occur frequently and it is mostly your fault. Anyone would think we have a
weird relationship. It is not strange for her to
misunderstand the countless lazy afternoons we spend together in our special
café chatting together. She cried in the kitchen while
preparing dinner again. I do not have the strength to reject you each time you
ask me out for our usual black café au lait at the nostalgic café nearby. It
hurts me however, when I hear the pained sobs while she sliced the onions for
the omelette she was preparing for your fourth wedding anniversary. That night, it was the usual scene
once more. She broke down in the corridor, while you apologized repeatedly for
forgetting how important the day meant to her. I saw something died in her
eyes, when you stopped and left to go for a midnight stroll, with a last
‘sorry’ and a promise to be back after buying a cake to celebrate the occasion.
She turned to look at me and pleaded
with me, not to snatch away her husband anymore. She could not bear to continue
fighting for your attention with me, your best buddy. You have always been the one closest
to me - even closer than my sister. You always understood me. You read me like
an open book. Maybe it is time we stop our friendship, just like how we ended
our relationship as a couple six years ago. This time, instead of you leaving
me, I should leave, in my last bid to give you two my blessings; and to save
this frail marriage. © 2010 MeijunReviews
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