Her

--- Rest in peace ---

I was waiting for you at Starbucks, you were late as usual. When you appeared, you gave me a watch. I rejected it, since you have no sense of time, you should be buying yourself a watch. You threw a tantrum, and stormed away. I wanted to pull you back and appease you, when I spotted her. She looked lost, just like when she was covered in blood, recognising me for the first time, in a long while.

Flashbacks. I see our happy times, times when I fought with her, for her. Times when we were pursued, when we were in danger. Times when she was hurt, the very time when I lost her. She went into the train station, I jumped over the gantry. She went into the train, I followed suit, like a moth to fire. She sat down, and I sat across her. She knew that I was staring at her, and when she looked at me, I looked away. My heart was pounding, could that be her?

She alighted, I followed closely behind. I see her entering a nursery. I loitered outside, not knowing if I should go in. After all, I am a dark angel. Curiosity and heartache plagued me. I opened the gate with a heavy heart. I walked the path she took, and arrived at a glass window. I see her dancing with little children, singing them nusery rhymes, just like an angel - my angel. She saw me, and gave some instructions, before coming out to face me, for the very first time. It felt weird looking at someone I used to love so much and have lost. She spoke to me in Taiwanese, I stuttered, and spoke in broken sentences. She laughed, and told me to speak in Cantonese. I told her that she resembles a dear friend of mine. I could see that she was amused, not wanting to believe me. I persisted, telling her I would like to be her friend, and extending my hand for an introduction. She smiled, drawn by my focused and mysterious air.

While we are having coffee at Starbucks, I saw her engagement ring. I asked her about it, she smiled and brushed it away. I showed her her picture, and she was surprised at the resemblance. I touched her picture with sadness, overflowing with emotions. She asked if she was my wife, and I told her that we were planning to spend our lives together. We talked till we forgot the time, and she realised she had to make a move, and I gave her a ride. That was when you spotted us. You approached her and had a talk with her. You told her that it was fate that brought us together, and fate that's tearing us apart now. You told her that I could never get her out of my head, and that even in my dreams, I call out her name.

The next day, you left. She called me and we met. She told me she will be getting married, and that she does not wish to give it up...for our fairy tale. As she walked away, I held on to her arm. I held her in my arms, feeling her breath against my chest for the first time. As we pulled apart, I pushed her hair away from her face to kiss her. She pulled away, apologising that she's not able to do it. I watched her as she walked away, into the crowd. She turned back once, and looked longingly at me. I had tears in my eyes, not wanting her to go. Just as I held her in my arms once so long ago, shaking her lifeless and blood-strickened body, crying into her hair, begging for her to come back.

With her fading into the crowd, I swallowed my tears. Hoping, just hoping that someday fate will allow us to meet again.