I Love Him... but only On My Own

Chapter 2

I woke up and I saw him, Robert. My love. "Robert! Robert!" I called out running to him. Strangely though, I was out of my room this time; I was in the streets . Now I remember, it was the day he was going to the airport. I cried frantically for him but he did not hear. He boarded a bus heading to the airport, not hearing my cries. "No, Robert, please!!!". The bus was getting faster and I ran faster, hoping to catch up with him. I'm not going to let him go. He told me we'd buy tickets so that I may go with him while he fixed his papers and we'd return back here in China. It started raining, my legs now giving up and I collapsed on my knees. My arm was still stretched out, my eyes lingering on the bus he was on until it was out of my sight. I cried there, not caring if people saw me and whispered about me. "ROBERT!!!"

"NOOOO!!!" I fell with a thud on the floor, tears in my eyes and my body drenched in sweat. It was a dream. A dream that kept haunting me for that was exactly what happened the day he left. Every time I dreamed that dream, sadness and regret would sweep over me. Regret for oversleeping that day and missing the bus we were supposed to board together to the airport. Sadness for not seeing him again, the love of my life. I cried, not bothering to go back to bed and sitting there on the cold, hard wooden floor of my room. I let my tears flow freely as I pulled out a box from under my bed. I opened it and went through the stuff inside it. It was our memory box. I kept every special thing he gave me in there. Inside it was a petal of the first rose he gave me, a bottle of perfume, a picture of us trying our first Italian pasta, a beautiful bracelet he bought me, a teddy bear and a special hand written letter he gave me on my 16th birthday. Unfolding it, I let my eyes wander around the paper. I cried even harder as I read it.

"Dear Chun, happy birthday! I love you so much. Remember that I promised you when you turn 18 and of marrying age, I'd immediately plan the wedding? Well, two years to go and we'll wed soon! I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, even though you're childish and I can't stand your ugly face. Haha, just joking. You're the kindest and most beautiful girl I've ever met. I love you... always and forever."

Putting all the things back in the box, I stood up and placed it on my desk and went back to sleep. This time, dreamland did not visit me which is kind of a relief for I was afraid of being haunted by that dream yet I ached to recall all the good times we had.

s.met8h~