Thursday, July 30, 2015

The Whisper of Hidden Farewell

She walked slowly through the sidewalk. Enjoying the sun, the unusual crowd and her playlist throughout the headphone. Today was a very sunny day. Such a beautiful day.

Despite of the songs in her ears, she still could listen random musician played their instruments on side walk of the downtown. She smiled when she saw someone played his violin. She liked that melancholic instrument. She was so tempted to stop and watched until the violinist finish his piece. However, she had a place to go.

She glanced at her watch, well maybe she should increase her pace to reach her destination...or maybe not. She exhaled and cleared her mind and continue her steps.

She was so calm that day. It was so strange. Her breaths were as steady as her steps. She did not rush herself yet not slowed her pace down at the same time. She was just not in a rush nor delaying the inevitable. She was done exasperatingly catching up with time. She was too tired right now. Too drained to beg for time to be gentle. It was just a useless attempt anyway.

The almost empty bus station. She was finally arrived in her destination. She unplug her headphone, ready to be all smiley--she already promised to herself to do it properly. No more half truth. No more hidden facts. Honesty. A genuine reality. No more decorative details or other faux shiny ornaments. No tricks. No plan. She was there...baring herself. It was so scary yet brought a particular relief inside her. And yes, it was time to face her fear. Or maybe their fear... That was the least she could do.

There he was, also freshly arrived with his suitcases. It was so real yet unreal at the same time. She grinned when she looked at him. It felt like only yesterday she met him when she said her first hello. Yet today, they would have their proper goodbye.

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