The chill autumn air cut into my heart. I rummage my feet along the pavement, casting away the wonder hues of gold and crimson leaves to the side. It was late October, the trees were shedding and their stark branches cast out into the path, having to go through another winter. It will be spring before they get any attention again.
I had waited for 4 years before l decided to do this. I had not spoken her for years, let alone seen her. l thought along the years, l might have forgotten her but now here l am, walking down the lane to the place she was staying.
We met when we were 16.Just out of secondary school then and got to know her through some friends. It was unlike most stories where they were knew they were made for each other right at the beginning, we started out as individuals. She held her own opinions that l always had high regard of. My view often contrasted hers; often felt that she was too much of a cynic, some one that have not seen the rainbow yet. I could not understand why were there so many issues that bothered her. But everyday, l learned...it opened up my senses. I guess u can say l got so involved in it that l spend most of my time in lengthy discussions with her, taking us often into early dawn. She seemed so strong.
We took on different life during that time but shared these private spaces of thoughts together as time went on. I went to bed each night thinking how wonderful if we could have these nightly rhapsodies accompany us to sleep.
4 months later in April, she called one night with her voice cracking up. She was below my place so l went down and got her up.
"I hurt so much..."with her voice trailing off into quiet sobs,"she just went...like that."
l kept quiet. Never seen her broke down before, never seen her hurt so much. My eyes welled up in tears, l doesnÂ’t know why. Perhaps it hurt me so much just to see her cry. I held her, not wanting to let her see my tear. My vision was unfocused, as if l was looking at something faraway. I never felt so much for someone, never cared so much, never hurt so much, never...That night, l fell for her...quiet but surely.
We spent the next few weeks getting over a friend that passed away. We cried silently at the wake but inside l cried in pain when l saw her in tears. Somehow, we were both very individual people and this friend was one of her closer friends. With her friend gone, it must have created a large void. I guess she never felt so alone until now.
That experience left her in a state nonchalance for weeks. I spent all the time l could with her, but there were times when l knows she needed more support. I never said anything about the way l felt for her, l just continued to care. Above all, l treasured the friendship so much, l did not want to risk that.
My silence thoughts were kept under wraps for the next 2 years. l was just so happy she was my friend. There were times when l dismissed my feelings as mere phrases of my extreme concern suppressed them and thought about them even convinced myself that all these was too extreme.
"Give it a year and l will forget everything.” was the silent phrase that l say to myself.
Since that incident, she had always thought of leaving the country to further her studies. Every time she asked my opinion, l replied in the similar fashion, "Go anywhere as long as u are happy..."Perhaps l never took her seriously and she took my in it's full context.
Then in 1996,she broke the news to me. It was a blamly night, we just had dinner and we were at the beach. l was just observing the boats that were moored in the distance, how they rock each time a wave passes them but how they still remain where they are no matter how many waves come along...just like life, if u have got someone to anchor u down.
"You are the last one to know...", she paused.