The Time Stopped Yesterday

“When will you be back?”

It seem right, to ask him that question. She knew the answer, but wanted to hear him say it. Wanted to hear for herself, wanted to hear her own heart break.

“Not…any time soon. This…is goodbye. For good.”

He walked away.

She did not stop him, nor did she hope he look back at her.

She stopped her tears, placing a finger under her nose. A vain attempt at holding it all inside. Her breathing laboured, her stomach tighten and time stopped.

Time stopped yesterday.

Yesterday, when he told her, “I don’t love you anymore.”

Yesterday, when it rained and she forgot her umbrella. Yesterday, when she miss-match her stripped orange cardigan with her light blue skinnies. The cardigan that was a size too big and hug her like a blanket. Yesterday. It was yesterday.

He walked away. As easily as when he walked in. Only this time, it tore her apart; and as she pinched her nose, her tears tumbled down her cheeks.

Yesterday, as easy as he could say, “I love you,” he also said, “I don’t love you anymore.” And as easy as that, her heart broke.

And she cried. On her knees, hard cold pavement and gloomy skies.

It was yesterday. Time stopped yesterday.


Dear John tops box-office at its opening weekend

LOS ANGELES — “Dear John” rode a surprisingly strong wave of support from the fickle but fervent teenage girl audience to the highest ever opening for a movie on Super Bowl weekend, knocking “Avatar” out of the top spot in the process.

“Dear John,” Hollywood’s fifth adaptation of a tearjerker Nicholas Sparks novel, sold $32.4 million worth of tickets in the U.S. and Canada from Friday through Sunday, according to an estimate from distributor Sony Pictures.

Source: The Miami Herald

I totally love Nicholas Sparks’ “Dear John” and I can’t wait to find the time to watch this movie. I’ve watched some of the earlier films and I hope that this one would stay true to the spirit of the book.

Dear John speaks about loving someone and fighting to have it work but eventually accepting the fact that love is more than just being together but rather it is a choice one makes. Up and above everyday feelings, love is something greater. It is goes beyond being felt but rather is a state, one lives.

If there is a book that you want to pick up this week, it’s Dear John by Nicholas Sparks.