Reserve

As I sat on the sofa, I leaned against an invisible shoulder.  I walked quickly right toward him. He also came toward me, so quickly that we almost hit each other's heads. We both laughed. The obstacle was that I couldn’t see what was holding me back today. 'I shouldn’t have run toward you. If I had been a little faster, we could have ended up hitting each other,' he said. I didn’t say anything. I thought the funnier this meeting began, the better it would be. Yet, typical him, he just a mind-reader. I only smiled and replied, "Let's just go walk, now." yet I remained frozen in space and time, just me and emptiness. We're walking to the city park and just went around, nothing really far but our steps actually might count like a mile. Restless just with him. I simply sat in silence, lost in my thoughts. It's nothing like there's no other place we can be. It's just I found my complete and I don't need to find anywhere else. "If only our ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

What Cost Me

 I fell fast asleep.

Then, I heard birds chirping. Slowly I opened my eyes. I still feel heavy. But I can see around me. He fell asleep in the chair right next to the bed. I kept holding his hand all night.

He woke up.

"...water." I say.

He immediately helped me sit on the bed and he gave me a drink. I drank a lot of water. I smiled at him and he gave me another drink. I drank the water until it was gone.

"Alright. Enough."

"You're dehydrated. You need to drink a lot."

"How do you know?"

"I just know the doctor gave you a lot of medicine and you must be dehydrated. You need to drink a lot."

"Good." He gave me another glass of water. I drank it all over again.

"You drink it until it spills. Your lips are smudged...." he said. 

His hand touched my lips. 

We didn't know what we were doing.

Our faces were so close, we unconsciously kissed. I laughed and immediately pushed him, "Enough."

"No." He kept kissing me, "Not until you feel alright."

"I am."

"Are you sure?"

"I am, now."

He didn't speak and kept kissing me.

"Alright." He quickly got up and straightened his clothes. "I'm going back to my house."

"Of course. I'm sorry for making you stay here overnight."

"My parents will understand." he said. He walked backwards, "You should be fine while I'm gone."

"I will."

He walked out and opened the door. 

A man is there. 

He entered the room with the door open, just standing by the door.

"I heard you were sick last night." He said right in front both of us.

"Yes. My body was indeed weak last night." That was all I could say, "I got help and went back home."

"Yes, I can see it. How are you doing now?"

"I feel better."

"I'm glad to hear that. I'm thinking of extending my staying here."

"You are?"

"Yes. I hope we can still greet each other and see each other."

He left quickly without turning around. 

My heart hurts again. This heartbreak is killing me.

Now, there's nothing I can do. I am between two.

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