You know, you are my lifelong friend, right?
Why are you suddenly asking?
I just wanted to make sure before you leave.
Just because I am leaving this place doesn't mean I will never contact you. I promise.
*sobbing sounds*
You are making it hard for me. (voice is too shaky)
I won't be able to move forward without you.
And as usual, Turning my head to see him was the time when I woke up.
This dream will haunt me forever.
Yes, I call it a dream. I have never thought of it as a nightmare. It was too sweet to be one and I wanted to see it completely . But that face, I could never picture it. I always woke up at that part. With the vivid memory of the what I had about him, I could not recall the face. It was too hard.
Just like my dream, another one of my movements also became a habit of mine. Closing my eyes again right after I woke up, shutting it tight, hoping that the dream will continue.... Hoping I'll be able to see that face. Too ironic you think?
As usual...No use...
"Leo wake up, you have to move out really soon," the troubled voice of mother flowed from another room.
I suppose she was right, I had to leave this house in pretty much one hour, so I had better get myself ready.
I sluggishly stood up from my bed and dragged my body to the washroom.
It's really bothersome.
But then again my monthly salary will be saved from now on, though I had to say bye to my single living alone life. It was not as if anything was worth enough to change.
I moved out with a bag of mine, containing few of my paperwork for office. Other stuffs such as my clothes, accessories, some of my other belongings were already shifted to my parents house. My mother handed the key over to the landlord while I just took the last glance at the house that I had been living in for nearly four years.
Bye....
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"Do you really plan to search through the WHOLE nation in order to find only one man! It's a really stupid idea, and a waste of money."
Ken nagged about how wrong my decision was. He was right, I was being indecisive. Also the part about how I wasted my money on something useless as this, when I can't guarantee of the success.... Yes, it was rather stupid. But then again, it was my money and I could waste it in anyway I want. But I kept quiet to his complains. Let him say whatever he wants. He had to change his branch only to come here and live with me, with me in Seoul. And I was thankful for that, from the bottom of my heart.
"How are you going to recognize him after 15 years anyway? You only have a picture of two 12 year old kids sitting together in a park, eating chocolate bar. He is no longer a 12 year old kid you know!"
I turned my face to him, sending him a smile. Whatever he was saying made absolute sense. He was no longer 12 years old, neither was I. So the chances of recognizing each other after 15 years... Was highly low.
"But the heart wants what it wants "
" Tsk.... Are you interested in him? "
" We are here.. "
I chose not to reply to that question of him. The word "interested" was not something that I would like to use for myself. I did not understand that word. words such as "love", "like "," interest" seemed nothing but a delusion to me. People said I was wrong.
