A Heartbreaking True Love Story: My Heart will always be in Pain of Losing Her
I was only 18 when I developed feelings for a fine Morobean girl called Michaellyn. How beautiful it was to see her with a string bilum crossing the cassowary street. The worst thing is she lived next door down the main street. She was my childhood friend when we were just kids growing up in the city of Lae. We grew up as a best friend and later we turned our friendship into relationship and agreed to call it a LOVE. It was the best kind of feeling falling in love with your childhood best friend.
A Heartbreaking True Love Story: "My Heart will always be in Pain of Losing Her"
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In Loving Memory of Michaellyn??
"In the early hours of 2 February 2012, my girlfriend Michaellyn was taken from me by the angry Solomon waves on her way to Lae vie MV Rabaul Queen under rough conditions! I am thinking of you and I'll be by the wharf waiting; waiting for you, my Darling Girl".
I was only 18 when I developed feelings for a fine Morobean girl called Michaellyn. How beautiful seen her with a string bilum crossing the cassowary street. The worst thing is she lived next door down the main street.
She was my childhood friend when we were just kids growing up in the city of Lae. We grew up as a best friend and later we turned our friendship into relationship and agreed to call it LOVE. It was the best kind of feeling falling in love with your childhood best friend.
Just when she started streaking out to see me late in the afternoons, across the main road, they transferred from Lae to Goroka. For her father was promoted to manager's position at Papindo Supermarket in Goroka.
I can't stand it when she told me they'll be leaving soon. It' was like watching the setting sun that will never rise again.
I can recall vividly standing there waving while shedding silent tears in fear of been caught by my families when the company vehicle picked them up from Cassowary street and drove off.
The night before they left, she called me and asked me to meet her by the canteen next to the main road. We met and she hugged me and cried bitterly and promised she'll be coming back and I will have to wait.
The following year she got enrolled at Goroka Secondary School to do grade 10. I was selected to do grade 11 at Lae Secondary School. Now that distance became the barrier, we assured each other that we're close in heart and it all that matters.
Solomon Sea nor Owen Stanley could stop the love and admiration I had for the kumul that already grew wings in my heart. I die everyday to talk to her but we allow calls only on weekends. We both value our education and our relationship must but interfere with our studies.
She stay true to her values and I find it amazing. She was one of a kind who earned all my respect cause she loved been love and our relationship grew deeper and deeper every single day. We share the same sense of interest in each other and love like we're close to each other though we're apart.
On the third term break, she decided to spend three days in Lae. She left a message that the last will be with me at the Lae War Cemetery.
Those memories are like rainbow on the blue open Bismarck sea that keeps twinkling in my mind. She was accompanied by her sister. The three of us lost in the beauty reserved for the dead.
We took thousand of cute photos that will go down in the history of our loving beginning and the sad ending. The day was bright and beautiful, not so much clouds in the skies but scattered cirrus clouds that hides the face of the scorching sun.
We stopped by each grave and find cute names written on the gravestone to name our sons and daughters if heaven decided to give us in the future. This meeting was after so many months and so we spend it so well before I dropped them at the gate and walked home.
On Christmas day, the whole family decided to spend their holiday in Port Moresby and I was unfortunate to see my love. I missed her dearly. I feel like summer isn't near and the storms would never calm. Besides she sends me letters almost everyday saying she misses me and I can feel it. I missed her too though.
On March, after they returned back from Port Moresby, she gave a call asking me if I can make it to Goroka Show on September. I said yes excitedly that I'll be coming up and she was very excited.
The long waiting comes to an end when the days breaks at Korofegu heading towards Goroka. I dropped off at West Goroka. It was early in the morning yet the town was filled with people from all parts of Eastern Highlands and many others who drove in from around the country and tourists from around the world.
Michaellyn was so kind with few rough edges during my stay in Goroka. I really enjoyed been with her. She introduced me to few of her high school friends and we all soar the show ground with unlimited joy and endless happiness. Been with her is all that matter when my love for her is real and true.
On a cold Monday morning, she dropped me off at the bus stop before school. She stood by the window looking into my eyes with a feeling loneliness written in her eyes and brokenness in her heart.
I urged her to leave for she'll be later for class but she stayed untill the bus is ready to leave. She turned away in tears when the driver moved the bus. She don't want me to see her crying. She broke my heart seen her left without saying goodbye. I feel it deep in my heart. Tears are the language heaven understand.
When the bus left Goroka heading towards Lae, I took a piece of her with me and left a piece of me within her. The bond is so strong for I kept her in my heart and she loved me deeply.
While I'm in Lae, we fell into frequent late night chats and calls and promised each other that one day we'll spend the rest of our lives together. She was my dream girl and I was her only one as she always says.
After her grade 12 examination. She stayed back and do a part time job at Papindo Supermarket in Town saving for her tuition fee. I was was still in Lae when I got a call from her saying she got an offer at Sonoma Adventist College. She cried bitterly knowing she'll be going to a place so far separated by the deep seas.
I encouraged her that everything will be alright and she don't have to worry too much about it. The following year, she flew down to East New Britain to continue her studies at Sonoma Adventist College.
She gave me a call very often assuring me that she'll be coming on Christmas. She often tells me about her feelings and how she ended her day. Both bad and good. Our hope of seen each other grew from bad to worse each time when we watched the sun goes down west.
She can't make it on holidays and so Christmas is the only time worth waiting to see her. On January 15, 2012. She told me she's travelling down to Kimbe, to spend some time with her aunty before coming to Lae. Those were the days I can't let go without thinking of her. She really stole my soul.
Before she depart Kimbe Wharf vie MV Rabaul Queen, she called me and we talk for more than an hour. She sent me few pictures while on the ship. I was very excited and ready to meet her.
( It was unknown to me that waiting is not worth it??)
I gave her a call frequently while on the sea wishing her a safe journey before the line goes on and off untill it goes off forever. I thought she was on a no network coverage area. Unfortunately, that was the end. I lost her in a blink of an eye.
In the early hours of 2 February 2012. I was thunderstruck by the news of the sinking MV Rabaul Queen under rough conditions on the open Solomon Sea. The events that followed were my worst nightmare. I was lost in my thousand thoughts.
To this day, I never forgive the day that took away my love Michaellyn. Though many survivors were rescued by six merchant vessels alerted by the Australian Maritime Safety Authority (AMSA). Many bodies were also found floating but my beautiful one was never to be found. Not even by Royal Australian Air Force.
I never talked about it to my families or any of my friends till now. I kept it to myself for when I open my mouth. All the words disappeared and tears covered my eyes like thick fog on the mountain tops.
She had a special place in my heart. My heart will always be in pain of losing her.
Almost Home! Michaellyn; I am thinking of you and I'll be by the wharf waiting; waiting for you, my Darling Girl.
"Namako nene, aiyo katate wauweh gaza ba unalegandayo" ????
Naso Namako— | Fiction 2022
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reposted from Bilu Kasanda, 19 Dec 2022.