She ran frantically, her eyes absorbing the area around her, desparate for any sign of him. Just a glimps of his hair, or the curve of his shoulders, his hands, or the way he moves, she would recognize him. Of course she would.
It wasn't supposed to be like this. It wasn't supposed to end like this.
The guy would make up his mind to migrate to another country, and the girl would run after him to the airport, or vise versa. And just when all hope seems lost, he would appear behind her and say something that would make her heart leap in joy and relief.
That's what's supposed to go in stories and novels.
Not in real life.
With much difficulty she had almost reached the runway, only to see the plane fly. Her hopes fell.
She was escorted by the guards to the doors as she stiffled all the emotions in her brewing in chest.
When she left alone by the guards outside, she collapsed to her knees, barely able to notice or mind the people around her, as her feelings burst in the form of treacherous tears,
Disappointment, it wasn't supposed to be like this.
Regret, if only...
Hurt, I'm sorry..
Longing, I miss you..
Her sobs grew louder as the tumult of feelings burned in her chest. But...
"Hey," a familiar voice called.
BINABASA MO ANG
Nameless Story
Teen Fiction"There will always be that one person meant for us living in the corners of the world.." Clare Villiasis would often snort on these type of quotes, and mumble that the world is round. Her view is strengthened by the arrival of a transfer student fr...
