Chapter
11
I was twenty minutes early.
We planned to meet at the coffee shop at eight oclock sharp, but I
couldnt wait until that time; I was not only anxious to learn
about what could have happened to her and was extremely worried.
Maybe there was serious family trouble? Her mum boyfriend? There
were too many question marks appearing in my head and I had to
solve them.
Rain was early too - she was wearing the same top I met her at Milk
Bar, with the exception that she was wearing skirts instead of
jeans. It has been only a few weeks and I could see her face losing
the usual radiant glow that flickered around her, like an
aura.
Rain moved towards where I was and sat the seat in front of me.
Then she handed me a letter. I was surprised.
Dont read until I have gone home
Promise?
I nodded my head.
Then she reached and held my hands. The feeling was like Nokia
phone charging battery - I was energised and rejuvenated. I held
tightly in return, as if I was telling her Its ok, I am here for
you.
Have you fallen for me?
This question came too fast; I wasnt prepared at all. I simply
avoided her strong gaze and cracked my head for a reply. My brain
was choking - nothing came out, but nothing could enter as well. It
was quite an embarrassing silence on my part. The conflicts came
from my heart, where my feelings for her residue and grew
unconsciously. And my mind - where it kept warning me about the
Clubbing-Girl- Theory. Actually, I dont see her as a clubbing
girl: Her down-to-earth, cute personality and sweet looks were
heavenly combination that dismissed that notion.
Plus the fact that Rain was very much different.
I guess maybe not
Rain sighed, but looked a little
relieved.
I
I
Cloud, I want to play the swings. Follow me for a while ok?
I had no chance to reply. We left the Coffee Shop soon and found a
playground with swings.
Its very difficult to find swings in Singapore these days
I agreed with Rain. The government are so paranoid about little
children flying off the seats and chose to remove them. The sad
thing about playgrounds in Singapore these days is that they dont
look like playgrounds. Have we all been so sheltered that we failed
to realise that injuries are part and process of growing up? Like
love, we grew from heartaches and its true that it made us
stronger emotionally and matured spiritually.
You have been a real good friend, Cloud
how I wished it could
remain in this way forever
In my heart, I was suffocating because my bottled feelings cannot
be released - the pressure was deathly. I was happy that she saw me
as a very good friend. Was it enough? I thought it should be. After
all, who am I to her?
Then she came over and hugged me. I held her tightly. I dont know
why - I just didnt want to let her go. She must have suffered a
lot these days and actions speak louder than words; I want to be
there for her. I want to show her that her burden will be lifted
and it wouldnt be so heavy anymore. I want to dry her tears, I
want to smooth out her problems, I want to assist along the way
there were simply too much things I wanted to do.
My soul connects with Rain. In this very moment, I knew I loved
her.
I got to go now
I tightened my grip on Rain - I could see her eyes smiling. Then
she placed a small kiss on my cheek.
Let me go
It was only then, I released her.
Dont send me up
I will walk up myself
I respected her wishes and stood there until Rain vanished from
sight.
(To be continued...)
