It is a beautiful day, something I never experienced for a long time. The heat from the sun was just right, the cool from the wind was just right, the silence around me was just right. Yet it also feels too perfect and too calm for my liking, like something bad will happen today.
That's how it usually goes.
I sighed. For some reason, I started to feel anxious. I wandered my eyes through the place, can't seem to cshake this feeling off my chest. All I can see were trees and stones in this field of grass, with the exception of a person.
There he is, standing alone, holding a bouquet of flowers.
I never wanted to come back here again. This place holds a lot of bad memories for me, but because he's here, I am willing to do this just for him.
I need something from him, and I guess he needs something from me too.
Barefoot, I began walking towards him. The green grass is tickling my feet, still I kept on walking. As I got closer to him, I realized he does not notice my presence at all.
But it's not like I will expect him to.
When I stopped in front of him, it's as if my heart stopped beating. I haven't seen him for so long, but seeing him here in front of me was enough. I can't help but smile, it's been a while.
"Hi, Mason."
My voice was hoarse and rough. I haven't used them for a long time, I never needed it before. No one bothered to listen anyway since he left. Still, I expected to hear a response from him.
But I didn't.
Why do I still expect?