blown away.

The sky was gray that day.

The wind blew pitilessly through the bending trees.

“c’mon! Get inside!” I yelled at him; from inside the building.

He was just sitting still. What’s with that bench? I thought.

Why the hell can’t he leave that damn bench?

“Come on! It’s not safe out there!!” I called out to him once more.

I am worried.

He still wasn’t moving.

Not moving at all. Not even an inch.

My heart started to throb as the wind blew harsher and harsher by the minute.

I saw books, shoes, bags … random things flying around him,

As he calmly dodge them. I can’t see a trace of fear in his eyes.

“Please … come inside.” I pleaded as I tried to walk towards him despite the wind blowing harshly against me.

I know I’m doing the stupidest thing. But I don’t give a damn.

Step by step … my heart is pounding harder than the last. The wind is pushing me away from him. As I come one step closer to him, the wind pushes me ten steps back.

I finally grasped a pole to hold on to. I reached out my hand to him and asked him for the last time to come inside. “Please” I said as tears form in the corner of my eyes

“It’s not safe out here.” He said.

“I know.” I responded then I reached out my hand to him. But he just looked at me and smiled. …

Then the wind blew him away … I saw him fly over my head, while I had myself strapped safely to that pole.

I saw him drop thirty feet from the sky.

The world around me stopped. I swear to God my heart stopped beating for a second there.

Everything has lost its color.

Everything has lost its sound.

All I can see was his lifeless body, probably ten yards away from me.

I couldn’t do anything but cry …

Had I not have second thoughts; I should’ve probably get to him on time.

He’s gone now.

That’s all I can think about.

I felt my heart broke into a million pieces.

What do I do now? I thought.

Then my eyes answered it for me.

Tears gushed down like rain. There’s no way I could stop them from falling.

It just seemed so impossible …

I thought of all the time I have wasted.

I should’ve said everything that I wanted to say.

Now I can’t do that anymore.

If only I could turn back time,

I’ll tell him everything that I needed for him to know.

But I can’t do that now … can I?

My phone rang … I didn’t feel like answering it.

I am in too much pain to deal with anything at that time.

…

Strange.

…

It was his name that registered on my phone. …

Still hopeful, or should I say naïve …

I reached out for my phone to answer it, hoping that everything I saw weren’t true.

I placed my thumb on the green button … took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

Hoping to hear his voice, I pressed it.

“hello.” I said; my voice cracking.

I slowly opened my eyes … and found myself lying on my bed.

My pillow is soaked with tears; my eyes were puffy and hurting.

Damn it was just a dream. I thought to myself.

I felt the soothing embrace of relief throughout my whole system.

The first thing that crossed my mind was ‘second chance’

Should I take this as some sort of a sign?

I thought about it again ….but …. Nah! It doesn’t work like that.