Just a short drabble. Nothing much.
I see him again. He always comes here, sitting there at the garden among the flowers. When I look at him I wonder, who is him? It's weird though, no one seems to acknowledge him. Didn't they see him?
Today, I go to the garden again. Guess what? That guy is here. At the same spot. I don't know what makes me walk and go to where he sits. He still didn't realize there is someone besides him until I open my mouth to speak. "Hey." I don't know what happen to him but, I swear he look a little shock seeing me. I didn't surprise him right? "You always come here. What are you doing here?" I'm not good in talking or making conversation with anyone. But, hey at least I'm trying. That guy just looks at me. What is wrong with him? I'm trying to talk to him but all he do is just staring right back at me. "Are you talking to me?" at last, he's finally talking. "Who else. Of course I'm talking to you." "Sorry, I didn't realize you here." He has an apologetic smile on his face. "What are you doing here? You practically come here every day." I asked him. A smile crept up upon his face. When I see carefully what I saw was a sad one. "I'm just visiting a grave." "A grave? Who's grave?" this is interesting. I never knew that there was a grave here, especially at this garden. Well, before this place was make into a garden it was only an old abandoned land. No one knew who the owner is. "It was my master grave." His eyes bored into mine before he looks away. Master. That word register into my brain. Sensing that I didn't quite understand what he is talking about. He told me. "I was working as a butler for my master family before." Now, I understand. "Oh. How long have he died?" "Quite a long time. I lost track of time. I don't remember how long my master had died. He didn't have a grave stone." "Sorry" I do feel sorry for him. "Never mind. I will never forget about him. Our memories. So, what are you doing here?" "Eh? Me? I just come here to calm myself. This place is nice." I still remember the first time I got here. This place is so beautiful and I found myself keep coming here until the day I meet him. "Yeah. This place is sure nice. A good resting place for my master." He just laughs. I smile to him. He had placed a few stones on the grave, marking it. "Hey, I can go visits the grave too when I came here tomorrow?" I asked. He looked at the grave before smiling at me. "Sure. I think my master would be pleased. By the way, I could use some company." I feel happy. I don't why.
We talked for a while until he decided to go back. "Well it's been a great pleasure meeting you Celeste." "You're going now?" "Yes. I need to go back." I smile at him. I kind of feel disappointed. Maybe because I don't have many friends. He is starting to walk away. Then I realize that I didn't know his name yet. Oh well, I'll see him again for sure. I can always ask him another day.