Everyday in my life, before I go to school, I go here..
Here I am standing in the bridge looking down at the river flows ..
The river was clear that I can mirror my face where 'sadness' is painted on it ..
I can still remember the days we had been together before ..
Happy days with her .
No problems .
Just hanging out .
No space .
We were close friends .. bestfriends .
I don't know how it all started. The problems eating us .. tearing us apart.
While I look down the river, a scenario played...
We were on the stairs, she was crying and explaining to me what she was feeling at the moment. Her eyes reflect sadness and at the same time hurt. I wasn't looking at her, I was looking straight to the window near us and not obviously listening to her agony. I don't want to be affected by her. Silence came by, then she decided to run downstairs with loud sobs you can hear.
...then another scenario where I can see we were happy, laughing hard, and she was dancing crazily not thinking that others can her in that way. We were in the middle of the field having our own world, own time.
...then a scene where I was angry at her, shouting that all her doings were wrong. She is crying, taking what I says. I hugged her and tell her not to do it again.
...and the scene that hurts me the most played in...
She wasn't talking to me and completely ignoring me the whole time. She told me not to talk to her anymore. She is pushing me away...away from her. I keep on asking 'why?','what did i do?' but there is no other than silence I can take as her answer.
A tear escape from my eyes and keep on telling that its worth it.
I became stronger but still the wound that heal leave scars.
I still ask myself 'what if' questions.
I stand straight and shake my head to vanish to those memories I am thinking right now.
' It happened..its all in the past now and she is in the past now ' my mind told me.
I walked down the bridge, and wished again to see her with answers to my questions.
I drove away to the park and live another day with regrets and waiting for my wish to come true.
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See you soon, bestfriend.
Short StorySince we were apart ..... I keep on remembering our happy moments eaten by closure little by little ... I don't want to say goodbye ... Instead ... See you soon, bestfriend.