Somewhere in the distance a beast was running at the speed of light towards him.. It was about to strike, the force too strong not even God could undo what's about to happen.. She reached for him, but her arms clutched empty air..
He's imaginary, he's too abstract to hold on to..
Every time when she tries to talk, all she could hear was the echo of her own voice. It is as if she's living in an empty vase. Rolls of tears streaming down from her eyes, reminiscing moments when they set up Xmas tree for the very 1st time.. and promises they made for the rest of their lives.. blessings and curse which interchange so often that they decided not to fight fate but to stay cheerful as long as they are together, to sustain the luckiest thing that ever happened to them: they met each other