It was on Feb 15 around 11pm, all my tears pearls were
automatically welled up in my eyes and trickled down
from my eyes then it spread on my whole face. The more
I breathed the RP compound’s fresh air, the more I cried,
cried until I couldnot even lift up my leg to walk. Every
single breath that made was reminding me of his image
and the moment we spent together. I did wish that I
could stop breathing for a moment to make my tear dried
up and wish that I could fly to my hostel room without
going through this RP compound.
There was no one else waiting me at the downstairs on
the way back except security officer. My heart silently
shed the tears from deep within...
The pain wouldn’t stop though I had arrived to my bed
room. I had been keep crying the entire night until I
unconsciously felled asleep.
In the next day, I went to Koufu for lunch. Every single
shop, every single seat was reminding me the days when
we had a great time studying together and having meal
together at RP canteens. I braced that heart-touching
feeling and tried to put some food to my mouth as to be
healthy by the time he was back from Myanmar.
One month period was extremely long for me to pass
through. Anyhow, it finally arrived to the date of my
beloved’s coming back. I don’t think anybody will able to
measure my happiness on that day. Then I realized that
“Love is not finding someone to live with, it is finding
someone you cannot live without ...”
Life is the series of problem solving!
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