Estranged: (Short Story)

I never thought that I’ll see you again after all these years. I’ve been searching for you in every corner of this city. Hoping that one day I’ll be able to behold the sight of your innocent face.

The moment I gave up on seeing you, you showed up before my eyes. Dark eye bags, and emaciated figure. Probably suffering from insomnia and malnutrition, but you still have that strong aura and composed attitude. I stopped to contemplate you for a second. Time seemed to slow down, and I lost track of everything.

Our gaze met, and again I am captivated by your eyes. Eyes like two bits of a stormy night sky with a glittering moon. Never fails to make me feel like you can see through my heart and unveil the feelings I’ve been hiding after we’ve been apart. I averted my eyes, trying to hide everything from you. But I couldn’t keep them away, from you, more than a second.

I expected you to glare at me, because of all the hurt I’ve caused to you in the past. But that nonchalant stare and the questions that I’ve read in your eyes pierced my heart. Was I already forgotten?

I know that I deserve it, but I wished for you to remember me even as an unfavorable memory. I kept it all inside and refrained from greeting you, or smiling at you. Maybe it is better for you to not remember.

I crossed the street, and for the last time I looked back at you hoping that you would turn and look at this miserable stranger who is still longing for you. But I just hoped in vain. That’s right, there’s no need for you to look back. We are estranged now.