As I talk to you at the end of our last hours. My heart is also screaming-
Thank you!
Instead of saying usual goodbyes. You scold me and say ...
"We'll meet again ms. I don't say goodbye- see you"
We exchange nods.
As we step to our end line, I want to run to you and hug you.
But I need to be careful. I don't want to cry infront of my parents.
I am quiet all along my journey heading South.
Is this it? I can't hear your voice anymore after a long years of waiting.
Damn. Short nods are not enough.
Pictures are not enough. I want more but I know I can't.
After a while. I reached our favorite place. The big market gives me the traces of our footsteps.
Same stalls, same elevator, same escalators.
All seems just the same.
Outside the door. The sky gets dark. And so my heart. I tilted slowly my head as the tears wants to expose itself.
The supermarket gives the big remnants of your memories.
Did you remeber the big hotdogs? Haha . I laughed bitterly.
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MAYBE WHEN I SAW A HOTDOG. I'LL REMEMBER YOU.
I tilt my head slowly. I am now approaching the fourth floor.
Honestly, my heart beats really slow. Giving pain a way to easily fit in.
I know what's next.
As another tears want to get out.
I shifted my gaze.
BUT NO!
This will probably my last chance this summer to see this place.
So I give it a look. I stroll around. It's like a scene in the movie.
I saw us. In our seat. Laughing whole heatedly. Talking about dreams and updates of our favorite BL novels.
I also saw the elevator. Hahaha
I remember your chastise about this close room.
