~~
She
lost sight of her cap as it soared through the air, unable to identify it among
the hundreds of twins it shared in the auditorium. She managed to catch one as
it came down--whether or not it was the same one she threw was another matter
entirely.
She
couldn't see him through the crowd of cheering graduates. It wasn't until the
majority of the teenagers had cleared out—off to find their friends and
families and take thousands of pictures to remember this once-in-a-lifetime
night—that she found him, off to the side, slouched up against the wall with
his cap in his hands.
She
approached him hesitantly. She didn't know exactly what to say; neither did he.
By week's end, they would find themselves on opposite sides of the globe; him
overseas, studying abroad; her in the country's capital, partaking in the
internship she had dreamed of for the past four years. Both were happy with
their decisions--but not with the separation they brought.
They
said goodbye that night, their words stiff and awkward. They grew apart the way
most high school acquaintances do: gradually, until suddenly they couldn't
recall the last conversation they shared. Years passed, and although the
relationship was never truly forgotten, the hectic nature of their individual
lives left little time for reminiscing.
A
decade passed, and the auditorium was once again filled—but instead of wild
teenagers, grown adults stood milling around, talking and laughing and catching
up, as old friends do.
She saw
him again, slouched up against that same wall. She was more confident now—her
words less stiff, her movements lacking their former hesitance. She approached
him with ease; he straightened as she did.
The two
shared that night together. And as their classmates talked about the happenings
of the last ten years, they came together as though no time had passed at all.
~~
Until later,
- Justyne
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