Rendezvous
As the plane descended on the destination called home, she suddenly let go of his hand. It took him by surprise for a moment but not long. He had sort of expected this, despite hope against hope that it will not be over so soon."So this is it. We are home." she said.
The dreaded words that he had not wanted to hear.
"We will go back to our lives. And we will remain as good friends. Just like in the beginning," she said in a cool tone, turning away.
As much as how he wanted to think otherwise, he knew that this is the arrangement or rather, the pre-arrangement. He knows that this rendezvous will be over once they touched home.
He has seen it all coming.
But what he did not see, was her brimmed up eyes and the lone streak of tears that was rolling down her right cheek.
posted by malmoncolo @ 12:51 AM
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