She's called Rei, and he's called Tye
He was standing there, poker face, without saying a word. However, not like an aphonic diseased man, but an ant about to be stepped on; defenceless. Just outside the airport with not a single trace of emotion; a blank canvas without any stroke of paint on it. Disappointment was overcoming my emotions and I was not prepared to say goodbye, I felt like an orphan bird that wasn’t able to learn to fly; he was forcing me to fly alone, for the first time in my life.
“G’bye Rei” he said in a low tone, almost like the soft purr of a car’s engine; comforting.
He embraces me with his strong arms and tears stream; droplets of salty water flow down his cheek like vapour on glass. Go now, please just leave; that was the only thing that floated inside my cognitive space, just like a “closed” sign that hanged on my brain –Please apologize for closing Rei’s idea shop, please come back tomorrow at 8:00 AM. But whilst I looked at him in the eyes, I realized how upset I was with myself, not with him. As I grip his hands as tight as a metal clamp, I rest my head on top of his angular shoulder and slowly think to myself.
“I won’t let you go, I won’t let you go, I won’t let you go, I won’t let you go…”