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Bitter Farewell
"Petro, promise me." I said softly as he tucked me to my bed. I could feel his cold palm against my feet as he tried to gather my elaborated sleeping gown under my blanket. His eyes were silent, yet I can see it's glowing in the dark, as if tears has gathered there. This is a hard moment for him as much as me, yet I knew, I have to make him promise. "Please, promise me that you will never leave me." My voice choked with tears. My eyes were burning, as it desperately trying to release the tears free. But I have to stay strong. So, I swallowed it hard that it left my chest burning. "Please..." My voice quivered.
Petro lowered her head, hiding his pale, white face under his long bangs of hair. No matter how I admire the bangs before, I wished I could have him cut it before so that I could read his face now. We were both silence, and yet we knew that silence is not present in our heart. My hands that gripped on the blanket wished that it could grab his hand instead or perhaps hold up his chin so I can see his face. "Please, look at me and say it." My mind was shrouded with emotion, screaming for him to answer positively, yet my heart knew the answer would be the opposite. Tears started to run down my temple and by that time, I thought that hiding my feelings would not solve this issue, so I cried. Wishing that he, too, could hear it.
"Just close your eyes, Lady Cl'mentine." He whispered, mostly to the wind as he avoided the urge to look at her. Because he knew if he does so, he will never be able to hold back his own tears. "The sun is going down. Don't worry because you will be alright and no one can hurt you now. Once the morning light comes, you will be in good hands. Safe and sound." I felt a rush of tears damping my face as he silently stood up and blew off the candle on the bed-side table. Although I knew that would be his answer, but I couldn't accept it. My mind silently screamed for him to stay, even for a moment. His footsteps sounded like a broken song to my ears and my cry grew as it sounded dimmer and dimmer, when finally, it stopped. A gush of light entered the room as he opened the door to the hallway. My tears caused my sight to be blurry, but I could tell that his white skin looked paler under the yellow light. At that time, he looked almost like an angel.
"Goodbye, Lady Cl'mentine." With that, the door closed softly, before the room enshrouded again with darkness and all that I could do, is wept.
DATE:Friday, July 26, 2013
TIME:{10:53 AM }
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