Prologue
It usually starts happily with being a stranger and sadly ending as a stranger.
But we. We always excruciatingly started being a stranger again and ending as strangers.....repeatedly. A cycle I wish I can stop.
It always starts and ends the same. The relationship. The emotions. The promises. The pain. And her.
The afternoon light already dimmed and we were alone in the rooftop. With my shoulders hanging still on my side, I stand rigid on the ground.
I never saw Hara fall into my arms like this. Her expression that of pleading and torn.
Palms pressed against my heaving chest, her head nestled into my neck,her shoulders shook in little sobs, her expression--grim and hurt dampened by an eerie familiar pain. A familiar scene....
Suddenly, she was punching my chest like a child .
"Hey, y-you won't forget me, r-right?..." her voice muffled in my neck. I wanted to see her face, hold her..... but her body so glued to mine while I felt the shivers in her body already tortured me. And as her uncontrolled emotions burst, I die as I saw her cry.
"Please.….. don't forget me again." she pleaded. Her last word gripped my heart that I hardly breathe seeing her in a complete miserable state. Hopeless.
"Please-not again."
But I can't. Can't stop this damn thing. Can't stop the cycle of pain recurring again and again.
I can't stop her pain.
Then as if we were being cursed, I felt my head throbbing and my heart already raced for I know what would happen next. And I damn tried to calm down, for her, for us. I prayed and I begged the heaven and the universe. Please, not now, she's already hurt enough. Aren't we already broken enough?
Please Lord, don't let me forget her.....again.
But the pain in my head didn't stop. And my eyes are getting fuzzy. My fear abruptly turned into panic, then a terror bolted my unconscious mind, and I instinctively push her inch away from me as both my hands traveled in my numbing head. I saw her went hysteric so I searched her face, her eyes and I touched her lips-it's trembling unstoppably.
I can't hear anything but her beautiful face, it was turning into a deep mess. Her mouth opened wide as her tears, her tears, why it resembled a strong rain in a dark cold night.
I made her cry again....
Seconds passed, I'm loosing my my sanity but I'm still conscious..... so I gathered what's left of my strength and pulled her close to seal her nervous lips to stop her frantic cries and calm her heart before we-
-once again........become strangers.
As I drift into the darkness, I thought, "If only we haven't met, she would never be locked in this torment. Or if only she would stop loving me, fighting for us, but the mere thought already killed me without being done.
