Catch A Glimpse (Part II)
She was wrong.
He didn’t really leave—not yet.
Aerith quit her rough steps as she got herself standing at the same patch, same point to look up the sky as the day when half of her soul was taken away. The only difference was there’s no rain glidding inside. It was not a damp day so she should’ve not mourned about something unhappen—it was happened but not that she’s ready to let go of him once again. Come and go, she knew she must’ve always prepared this.
His footfall was unheard but she was sure she senses heavy boots coming closer. Then something patted her shoulder and a warm air was breathing behind her neck. She just didn’t see him, didn’t talk to him. Yes, she desired this meeting but she’s afraid if she turned around, these tiny arms would never unleash the grip on his broad chest…. and a happy—silly tear would be shed in front of him. She’d like to appear strong.
But always, one phrase could calm her unsteadiness down. At least, just one word… let her listen to anything he speaks.
“Thank you, Ari…”
Finally, all the silence but his voice.
She took a deep inhale and then a smile now was forming on her delicate lips. Glad to know a little prayer she muttered was really conveyed, get through him. Though, it was far from what she hoped, for the holding little longer as his touch began to move away and fade. But still, somehow that was also enough. Enough to feel he’s on right there… answering her. And because that’s all of her feeling.
He’s always be a sweet memory she won’t ever forget.
And that’s why he’s one hundred irreplaceable.
From the first time until for now on, his existence will forever be in her heart.
And he’d never be gone.