Disclaimer: Will You Wait For Me? - Kavanna

Chapter 8: Will You Wait For Me?

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Why am I doing this? After what I did, I can't believe I still have the guts to return to the path I left. I really don't know how you would react, seeing me at your doorstep with my things and all. What would you say?

I never thought I'd see a single day without you

The things we take for granted we can sometimes lose.

So maybe I wasn't able to bear the days not seeing your face.

That unwavering smile...

It felt like a real loss not seeing you.

So maybe I was wrong for leaving you.

Have I lost you already?

Are you happy now?

Did you happen to find someone not as dense as me?

Or maybe someone who makes you happier?

And if I promise not to feel this pain...

Will I see you again? Will I see you again?

Will I? Please tell me I will, because I need to. I really do. I know I acted like a child out there because of my fear...of losing you. But the action I did only worsened the situation and made the possibility of losing you more. Because of that fear, I have caused you pain that never in a million times would you deserve it.

Coz time will pass me by, maybe I'll never learn to smile

But I know I'll make it through, if you wait for me

And all the tears I've cried no matter how I try

They'll never bring you home to me

Will you wait for me...in heaven

My crying every night didn't help that much. I started this, I chose this and there is no turning back. Crying won't bring you back to me, for me myself ran away from you. I can't believe how frail I've become now. I was used to sticking to the decisions I've made. I was trained for that. But if sticking to that decision will make me lose you forever, I'd rather not. Can you wait for me still? Can someone bring you back to me please?

Do you remember how it was? When we never seemed to care

The days went by so quickly coz I thought you'll always be there

Losing you never came into my mind. You were always there. You never left me. What's there to worry about?

And it's hard to let you go though I know that I must try

I feel like I've been cheated coz we never said goodbye

No. More like I've cheated you. I left without reason for you. Letting you go would be the hardest and the most painful thing that will happen in my whole life. I'm not quite ready to let that happen yet. The toughest decision I will ever have to make.

Coz I miss you so

And I need to know

Will you wait for me?

I missed you. I missed you badly it hurts. I have never felt pain as unbearable as this. Not even the same when you were struggling to win your battles, your fights. So unbearable that I have to change my mind. I'm coming back home. Home. To you. You have been my only home. Now I'm willing to face everything that I'm scared of and have you back to me. That I will.

Please...

Just...

Just wait for me.

A man in his twenties wiped the vacant tables, humming the now finished song on the radio in this air-conditioned fast food chain. He watched intently as a girl in black dress sipped her cold drink, all the while thinking deeply. What is the girl thinking? He asked himself. Not that he was being nosy and all but... Every now and then he would catch her eyes glazing over like as if she wanted to cry, close her eyes then sigh.

"Oi, Taki!"

"Nani?" The man answered, quite surprised at the sudden call of his attention.

"Wipe the tables here! You were wiping that for ages!"

"Chotto matte yo!"

He had a sudden idea. He went the counter to retrieve tissues. That might not be the best idea but to say the least, it would help. He hated to see girls crying. Though the girl at the table wasn't crying but even so. He walked quietly to the girl's table and handed the table napkins. She seemed to be surprised as she looked at the tissue and to whoever was holding it. The man flashed a sardonic grin as she watched her take the napkins from his hand.

"Arigato." She replied without smiling. His brows furrowed a little. Oh well...he smiled one last time at her then left to fulfill the task at hand.

It was sometime when she finally stood from her table carrying the bag that she had been holding and held it close to her. She replaced the bandana on her head and walked out of the fast food chain, out into the world, now returning to where she really belonged.

She's finally coming home.