Holding on - Part 1

She smiled. Then, she looked away. It was a strange atmosphere. I can feel her nervousness. She was trying hard not to show her feelings. She was battling hard not to reveal her emotions.

I remembered when I first met her. She was very warm and welcoming. A handshake that brings to a wonderful friendship that led to an indefinable closeness. We chatted and shared our passion that time; books. And not forgetting sharing and discussing experiences. Coffee was what brought us together. Over coffee we discussed so many things. From past experiences to the books and songs we fancy and the best part was we can accept each other as we are. We would spent hours chatting, gossiping and discussing the past, present and future. It is ironic. Good times normally do not last long. I will miss her presence, her laughter, and her passions and even at the way she stares at food she was craving.

She was left with no choices. She had realized it way back then; the consequences, the risks and what she had fear the most has occurred.

I can see glimpses of sadness. She might think I did not see her teary eyes. But I have to admit that she is very transparent. She failed miserably in hiding her emotions. She is just trying to be strong. To make it looks like there is no big deal. And make it seems as it does not mean anything to her. Perhaps it is just another phase of life. You meet people, be their friend and at one moment you will have to say good bye to them knowing that they have their own life to live on.

I hesitate to leave. But I too left with no choice. She has her own life and she has to move on.

She was speechless when I told her my intention. She tried to keep up her face and tried to take it easily. I can see changes in her face; the disappointment and the sadness that just flickered in her eyes. She, then just kept quiet for a few seconds.