I
have to go back Japan
Like a prick on bubbles, an internal implosion occurred within me.
Dont tell me all the fantasy I am having is coming to an end? If
this was a dream, I pray that I will never wake up from it.
I understand
your parents are over there and they worried for
you
Even though I am fighting inside, I had to put on a brave front.
Well, she isnt my girlfriend or something, I cant demand her not
to leave. Girls of her age needs their parents to be with them more
than friends.
Will you come and visit me if I ask you to?
Yes of course! I will!
Can we still contact through IRC?
I was hoping for a small miracle, its nothing much, but at least I
could still talk to her online.
I dont think I have computer or internet connection at my
house
The atmosphere is getting intense and to make matter worst, the I
could feel a drop of water falling on my skin.
Then
its ok
we could chat on the phone whenever we can and I
think we better leave now, its going to rain.
We both got up and walked hastily towards the road in trying to
catch a cab, but halfway through, the merciless weather started
pouring heavily. Even though I just had a shock from what she had
just told me, in the present moment, in my mind, all I thought of
is to shield her from the chilling rain as I didnt want her to
fall sick. My hands formed a tiny, little barrier and covers her
head. It is damn dumb and I dont understand why am I doing such
acts - it wont block the rain from drenching her.
Then, I saw a coming taxi driving and I flagged it.
You are so silly Cloud
The next thing I knew, we were in the cab pretty drenched. I told
the uncle to reduce the air-con to the lowest and put my arms
around her shoulder, rubbing her arms to gain some heat. Gradually,
for some reasons, she was in my embrace and I was stroking her
soaked hair. Her eyes were kept closed and my fingers travelled to
her cheeks. Pinching lightly to fulfil my long awaited-desire, she
opened her eyes, like an awaken baby in the morning. My index
finger teased her dimples a little as she felt tickled and ruffled
her head in between my arms and chest.
All good things must come to an end - the cab reached her place and
lucky thing, there was shelter to her house. I told the uncle to
wait for a while and got out of the cab with her.
When are you leaving then
?
Tomorrow
Tomorrow? Did I just hear wrongly? Whats the rush? Sometimes,
reality is extremely cruel heaven makes sport of men.
I am suppose to tell you earlier, but I cant bear to
She is right. If she told me earlier, my feelings would be just
like dying patients with the last stage of cancer waiting for
THAT day. Its terrible!
Would you see me off?
In my heart, there is this robust urge of seeing her every second,
but if I were to see her off, the scene would be unimaginable. My
mind and soul wont be able to endure the parting scene.
I think, we should just keep this the last meeting then
I actually managed to smile and kept this mask of mine, this brave
front indestructible. It remains on my face emotionlessly and
dead.
Well
perhaps it's better if we keep it this way. By the count of
three, we both just walk off to our destination and never look back
ok?
She nodded and I could see her tears closed to spilling out.
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(To be continued...)
