An empty space. That was what I felt when he was just away. For a brief moment, I even forgot to breathe as my only attention was the moving body in front of me which was disappearing into the distance with every passing second.
The dried leaves surrounding my feet flew into my direction with the creaking sound until it partly got attached to my stockings. The slight feeling of the dried leaves on my legs was what brought me back. As I bent over to take it off, the sudden realization that I might never be able to finish our conversation hit me which aroused all of my activeness inside of me. I knew it sounded absurd but since I was big on instincts, it was what my instincts told me: you might not get it again.
I quickly got up and looked in his direction but to my dismay, he was gone. So
