Turn Around
by Nadochi
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Did I just see you smile? You must have been tired from the long journey,
and I can't blame you if you want to rest your head on my shoulder. We have
known each other for ... what? Has it been that long? I still can't
believe we're still together, here just beside one another, holding each
other's hand, both tired yet loving every minute of each other's company. I
should have told you this a long time ago. I guess, courage wasn't my
strongest suits. Yet, if I had to relive our earlier days, I probably would
say no, and just look forward to what was in the future. Our future.
Did you say something? You must be dreaming by now. This train ride is
taking forever, but I have no regrets. I'm here with you. You are here
with me, forever. I wonder if I'm in your dreams right now. I must have
been an awful wreck back then, if you're thinking back to when we first met,
when we started to know each other. I didn't know much about you then. You
were always, this lovely, yet lonely soul that was just so far away to
reach. Not to mention the difficulties, all of them, that stood in one way
or another to our coming together like this. We had good times and bad
times, I must admit. And you know me so well now, as much as I know you.
Do I really? I keep wondering when we started out, asking myself who were
you? As a person, as my friend, I never really knew much. But I never
stopped caring, as you did too. I guess this was one of those things, the
meant to be in life. Your hand, its so warm and soft to the touch. I still
remember when we couldn't be in the same room together, let alone be this so
appreciative of each other's caresses. I guess if I had known better, we
didn't really had to wait too long to start holding each other's hands. I
loved the first time. We were all alone, under the same stars, beneath the
same sky then and now. That won't change, where ever we would be going.
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Why was I throwing it all away?
I tried not to look back. I knew you came with me to wish me luck. You
didn't have to, but I guess you'll probably hate me if I didn't let you
accompany me. Me and your son. I turned around, there you were, waiving at
the two of us. I couldn't see it from where I was, I was too far away now,
but I would never doubt you if you would tell me someday that you were
crying as you held and waived your white handkerchief for us. "I will love
you always, Nodoka."
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The End
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Of course you know the rest of this tragic story.