My heart was trembling when I was running around looking for you as every passenger was waiting impatiently at the boat docking at the temporary pier.
My heart was pounding against my broken chest while I was catching my breath, running. My eyes were fixed on everyone I passed by. Though my eyes did not cry, but my heart did, calling for you to show up. Maybe at that moment, we might reunite. Yet, you did not show up. I had texted you and you did not bother to check your phone and reply. Under the hot sun, sweat rolled down just like my crying heart. I gave up, at that moment, I gave up looking for you. You might be back in the boating, sitting and mending your mood. God, I was so heartbreaking and relieved that you were safe, putting an ice-cold water bottle on your forehead to reduce the heat. I took deep breath as I catched my breath.
I got on the boat, remained calm, did not say anything that might be out of anger, and handed you the bandage for the cut on your index finger because of breaking your phone's protected screen. You did not talk to me and tossed the bandage I had asked from the tour guide for you earlier. You ignored me. I did not say anything. I did not want to make what already hot hotter. I did not talked to you for I wanted you to remain calm, and now we did not talk to each other.
How could you be so cruel, so determined? How could you be so focused on your own mood? Was taking photos more important than us spending time together at this island and making memories? How could you forget what was the meaning of planning this trip all together?
I was helpless to be left alone and maybe I was not good enough for a relationship after all. I need to think about my future plan again, a plan that I will enjoy alone eventually.
And now, the last time I checked we are no longer together.
