Saya.
The girl who blew into her life with no preamble and in the same manner, disappeared from her life as well. Why then does she still remain in my thoughts? Mana wondered.
Because for those few days you've been together, you felt wanted, you felt chosen. In those few days, your walls broke down and shared intimate details about your life with her. Finally, in those few days, you fell in love. Mana shook her head, she knew all the reasons she listed out was true but obviously, she didn't love me back. She smiled cynically. Else, she would be here.
But why, why do I have the strongest, strongest feeling I will get to see her again? Mana sighed and lit another cigarette. As she was taking a drag, a voice broke through her reverie.
"I didn't know you smoke."
Mana gasped as she recognized the voice and looked up at the speaker. Her memory served her right. It was Saya.
"Saya." She exclaimed, dumbfounded.
"Mind if I bum one?"
"I didn't know you smoke." She smiled, throwing the line back.
"Touche." Saya smiled back albeit faintly.
Mana handed her her pack of cigarettes still in disbelief that Saya was in front of her. Is this a dream? Have my thoughts conjured her out of thin air? Am I going crazy?
"Mana?"
"I love you. Please don't leave again." What the fuck, brain? Mana clamped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide. I can't believe I said that out loud. I am definitely losing it.
"I'm sorry. I suck." She muttered. Backpedal. Backpedal.
Saya gave a lopsided smile and sat down, opposite Mana. She placed a hand over Mana's and breathed out the words that sent the other girl straight to heaven.
"Thank you for saying it first. I didn't know how."