The wind blows her dark beautiful hair. Harder, James knows the hurricane come approach. Just for one second, everything just feels surreal. Looked her running to get a taxi, and James didn't do anything about it. Just watching her faces once again, just her smiles one again.
Everything feels like a fantasy for him. Christy just a few meters apart, but he just sits there. Likes she's in another dimension. He grabs his phone, ready to call her. This is very difficult for him. She threw every moment away, just like that.
"Oh, she still beautiful like usual. Should I call her? or just yelled at her? Sometimes I just want to talk, but I can't get myself a call". While he struggles in his mind, Christy just leave. Every moment he spent on his head, that little moment just gone. Without a single move.
