Chasing Cars

4 | All the Things Kept Hidden

As she strummed the final chord, it was as if the heavens were all ears regarding her plead. She little-by-little opened her eyes, meeting another's.

Although, those pair of orbs caused her be fossilized on her seat. The sunrise was beginning to unfold, revealing soft shades of calming yellows. There was a silhouette standing only a few meters in front of Tyne, the pitch-dark shadow slowly unveiling a figure of a man, carrying what it seems to be a forced little smile, only meant for acquaintance. In the man's eyes were emotions, somewhat hard to decipher.

On the other hand, in Tyne's eyes hinted an explicit mixture of surprise and total confusion, that she didn't even know how to respond to her senses. She was statued in spot. However, it wasn't because she was scared or frightened. It was certainly none of that. It was perhaps because, they haven't seen each other up close for quite a while now. Ah, no. For a whole year now.

Because the man in front of her, as a matter of fact...isn't a stranger. It was the very person to cause tornados up her mind. It was the very person who Tyne grew to miss every second of each passing day. He was the very person who Tyne silently wishes for whenever she felt subdued.

He was the boy stuck in Tyne's past. The guy she was talking about earlier.

He was the boy named Ame.

Tyne finally blinked after quite a while, collecting herself. She frantically sat up from the bench, taking her guitar with her. She can't do any other thing than to politely strike a smile towards the man she met. She took a slight bow and rushed to return back home.

But as she took her initial steps, she suddenly heard the boy's voice, sending nothing but a very familiar feeling throughout her whole body.

"You should stay," calmly said the man, exhibiting some unexplainable aura. He didn't smile, but even so, even a stranger can catch some slight peck of care behind that cold voice.

That very familiar voice, with a very familiar feeling. That voice always cabled a very familiar sense of peace, gushing throughout every vein in her figure. Strangely, she felt assured. She felt like she arrived at her safe place. And after a whole year, the man still hasn't faltered to make her feel that way.

Tyne started to feel a lump grow inside her throat. No, it actually felt like a thorn wrapped around her neck, making it difficult for her to say anything at all. Although, it opposes what she truly feels. Because to be honest, she badly wanted to disclose thousands, if not millions of suppressed words she failed to deliver in the past. Whenever she had a glimpse of that person.

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

Tyne accumulated some of the courage she had left to face Ame.

"I...I have to go home-" She muttered under her breath, barely audible. Her heart seems to be hammering her chest out, and soon enough, she feels like her ribs are going to actually break apart.

"Running away again?" Ame cut her out, as he walked towards the bench, finding a comfortable position to sit. "You're waiting for the sunset, right?" Ame attempted to lock eyes with Tyne once again, only for the latter too look away.

"Yeah..." Tyne could only nod.

Without noticing it, she finds herself striding to reach the other bench. She returned to have a seat. She could never not listen to what Ame says. It was Ame, after all. To Tyne, almost every piece of Ame's words are important, as if they're parts of a puzzle you need to protect, careful not to lose any. It was that significant. Tyne always enjoyed lending her ears to the boy. Perhaps because she learns so much from him, or perhaps because it's the boy itself we're talking about.