Breathing Lessons

I couldn’t forget the way she left the guy alone in the park.

A pair of lovers was walking down the town’s narrow streets. Everything was splendid when the girl was there. There were smiles on their warm happy faces. The smiles won’t fade out because they missed each other so much. I saw them laughing, the guy making funny faces. I could feel that the girl pockets on her jolly feelings for the cheerful lad. They went to at the movies and I struggled to catch my breath in order to follow them. I just put on a simple grin when I checked on they’re watching a romantic film. I envied them. I wish I could take the place of that guy, just to be with her. Just to hug and kiss her. I dreamed of laughing with her, talking silly things we see at the film. Oh, I’d chase them to see what’ll happen next.

I looked at their direction. They were descending the stairs and leaving the movie-house premise. It seems, they got extremely happy watching the flick. It could be the movie, or just the mere fact that they were together that made such sparkling beam into their faces. I wish I could know what topics they talk about. I wonder if they don’t get caught on some boring moments. Well, I hope not. Certainly they enjoy each other’s company.

They finally went on a street steak store. Yummy, they’d eat something in there. They still wear those pretty smirks on their faces. They must have been intensely in love with each other. Then suddenly, the girl frowned. The guy was left summoning for the girl. I almost ran to view what was happening. The girl was pacing faster, and the guy was making his efforts to call upon the lady. Until they reached the park, the girl was almost running away from the road crossing when the guy tried to hold on to her but was in vain. All I could see was his sad face.

“Oh it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.”(*)

I was hiding behind the columns. The lovers left me with watery eyes, drinking on sad thoughts. I hate them for spoiling my simple happiness on preying unto their romantic moments. I felt, love just flew away.

(*) Lyrics from Lou Reed’s Perfect Day