"(f/n)?" I hear Liang say and I snap my head toward him. After a moment, realization dawned on my face and I sheepishly smiled. While I was mentally battling with myself, Liang had been watching me silently, as I did an imitation of a statue, back facing him, hand resting on the door knob.
"Sorry, I was just... thinking." Liang watched me with unreadable eyes, and me, being the lovesick idiot I am, became entranced by his dark orbs. Had they always been this brown? Suddenly, I shook myself from my stupor and my face turned scarlet, as I realized that our lips were mere inches from each other. Liang stepped back, clearing his throat.
"Um..." his eyes scanned everything in the foyer until finally having his eyes land on me. I averted my gaze and coughed awkwardly.
"I should be... um... going." I muttered and I opened the door. Stepping outside, I feel the cool breeze against my face, and I sigh, feeling heavy. "Liang..." I say, turning my head so that I'm looking at him over my shoulder. I see him look back at me, his eyes still unreadable. "I'll see you again." I say brightly, grinning before bounding off, even though my heart felt like cement.
In Beijing, the air is warm. The grass is green, flowers are vibrant, and the sky is blue. A breeze swept through, ruffling my bangs and I take a deep breath, feeling my soul become silent. I watch wordlessly at two people farther away from me, at a table. Every time they laugh, I feel a pang of pain, every time they just smile and look at each other, my stomach aches, and every time they kiss, I feel like a knife has pierced into my heart. And yet, I am happy. I am content. As long as he is happy, I should be as well, right? Is that not what love is? I smile, looking down towards my feet. Perhaps he still remembers me. Perhaps he still thinks of me now and then. Shaking my head, I get up and start to walk away. I know now, how much I love that boy. How fond I am of him. But, he will never know. No, he doesn't realize, nor will he ever. But it doesn't matter. He's smiling. If he smiles, then everything is how it should be.
I look up, still laughing, to see a girl, a little ways away from the forest. Quickly, I blink, trying to take a better look at her. But she gets up and begins to walk away.
I make no move to go to the girl. I can't be sure it's her... and anyways, she has cut me from her life. Saying she will see me again... she didn't follow through. I've missed her from the bottom of my heart and sometimes I wonder if she does too, but my doubts grow with each passing day that she does not contact me, each passing day she does not visit. Finally, I decided that she's moved on, and I should too. Turning my attention back to my giggling girlfriend, and I smile at her. But my mood was killed, and I lowered my head towards my cup of yogurt. Bittersweet love... I think that's what you call it. I chuckle to myself, though it was dry and humorless.
'Bittersweet... ' I mused, 'that's exactly what'd I call it... '
In case anyone didn't notice, that last part was from Liang's perspective :D R&R!
