ARES

 

ARES

“Once upon a time, there was a guy in my life. That one-year period of our interaction, was the greatest year of my life.” I opened my third session with my therapist with a nostalgic feeling deep inside my chest. I think she could see sparkles in my eyes.

“So where is he now?” she asked.

“Heaven.” I said heavily.

*****

“But you cannot lie to me. I know you for years, sist. The way you’re talking about him is undeniable. I can see sparkles in your eyes each time you speak his name. I don’t see it when you’re talking about your husband.” Tyas said. DANG! She’s like a hammer in my chest. The way she talked; straight-forward but true.

“So is that true?” She continues.

“About what?” I asked reciprocally.

“Oh C’mon, Sist, you know what I’m talking about… do you love him?”

“I don’t know…” I answered in doubt.

“Listen, you don’t have to be honest with me now, but you need to be honest with yourself!” She continues wisely.

“What makes the difference? I lost them both!”

“You need to be honest to yourself, to let go…” She replies.

*****

Knitting and designing have been hard for me recently. I’ve been knitting for ten years now, gifting my finished objects to several friends and colleagues. But still… most of them were women. My girl gang.

I only knitted for two males through my knitting period, and now I lost them both! The one I am talking about was dr. Yuda. He passed away last year of lung infection. The news shocked me until now. The fact that I got too devastated of losing him, made my husband left me. Now everyone thinks that I had a love affair with him.

I couldn’t lie that this guy was special. He’s smart, he’s funny, he’s sweet, he’s handsome, he behaves, he’s brave, oh… and he cooks! Simply gorgeous! ❤️

Actually he’s been too good to be true kinda guy. I just didn’t know why “our story” led us intertwined to each other. Maybe it’s fate. Universe spoke on its own. But was it enough to say that we’re in love? I don’t think so. What I know, is that he’s surpassing every guy I knew in the past. Since husband left, he’s now the king of my heart. If it’s Game of Throne, his favorite movie of all time, he’s got the throne! 

He used to say that he was Hermes; God of Thief and Trade, but for me; he’s Ares; God of War. He used to say that I was Demeter; Mother of winter season, but for me; I was his Aphrodite. Too confident? Not really. Ares was brave and proud and arrogant; just like him. He belonged to a sweet and loving Goddess like Aphrodite. Proud men fell for caring women. That’s the way it is.

Diannnnn · Ares By Dian Paramita