People were all over the place once I got there. The heavy clouds were gone and I could see the stars and the moon greeting me from above. At this time of the year, the latecomers would rush at the last minute to buy gifts. Christmas was such an annoying pleasure!
I fell on a bench and observed the scenery. Lovebirds were ice-skating on the artificial lake. No one dared taking their time: a busy schedule was planned in advance. I was the only idiot hiding under the naked trees’ shadows. A nearby old street lamp was fighting against the darkness. The bulb couldn’t help itself to betray its partner. Weak as it was, it kept flashing every second.
I was amazed by the flow surrounding me: everyone was such in a hurry…
Nowhere to go, nowhere to celebrate, I sat on this cold bench and waited. For what? I didn’t know exactly.
Staying still made me shiver; I shivered and hid my hands in my scarf. A familiar scent shocked me. Where was that coming from?
Soon, the answer was there, right under my nose. It was the white flawless scarf of Khun…
I didn’t notice that I took it. The scarf still imprinted from Nichkhun’ scent…
I stared at his accessory. He would often wear this or would put it on me, worried that I might get sick…
Wait! Where was it now? When my vision did get so blurry?
I felt something warm falling down my cheeks until it fell: tears. Unknowingly, I was sobbing… once again. I tried to stay strong but my poor heart refused to accept reality: he was gone.
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