Again, people are talking about you and her.

I plugged in my earpiece into my phone, and blasted loud music into my ears.
Although I know it won't dissolve the thoughts in my head and the feelings I was having in me.

I wonder, Sica. Did you forget all the plans that you made with me?

*Flashback*

We were in the bus, on our way home, when we passed by the newly opened theme park. The Universal Studio.

"Why does the ticket have to be so expensive?" you whined and pouted as we stared at out of the window.

"We'll go there one day." I said with confidence.

"Yeah? Where are we gonna get the money? Stop dreaming, Yuri." you knocked my head lightly.

"We'll find a temporary part-time job to earn some money." I frowned at you and explained further.

"Oh! There's a shop looking for part-time workers."

We talked and talked of what we're going to do after we earn the money. 

*End of Flashback*
 

Did you?
Because I know I didn't.

We should have already been to the Universal Studio.
But now, it's impossible.

I found an empty bench at the park. Far from the one we always sat at because I don't wish to be reminded of our memories again.

You said you needed time for my mistake.
But you used that time to have me replaced.

It's been some time since you left. And I let you go.

I thought I wouldn't see you here. I thought wrong.
The only thing I dreaded the most now, appeared right infront of my eyes.
You walked hand in hand with her, along the path we always took.

That should be me holding your hand.

I forced myself to look away. But the memories of us together, poured inside my mind.
And I can't help but to stare at you as the time rewinded in my head.

*Flashback*

We challenged who would reach the bench first, knowing the winner would be me. But I decided to give in and let you win instead.
I sighed as I took up the space beside you.

You bent your index finger, calling me to come nearer.

I cringed, and closed my eyes, awaiting the punishment you were going to give to me for losing the race.

Unexpectedly, I felt your soft lips touching mine.
Blood rushed to my cheeks and I felt the heat from the air you expired

It was our first kiss. And it lasted quite long.
Longer than I had thought it would be.

We kissed again, passionately, not minding the people around who were staring at us weirdly.

*End of Flashback*
 

Your eyes, when they looked into mine, showed ignorance.
They were boring into mine with no deeper meanings.
Nothing like what they used to convey.

I wished our eyes were in contact for much longer although it meant nothing.
But you had averted them to Tiffany as you skipped around so that you were facing her.

Was it true joy? Or was it just an act?

You cupped her cheeks, and kissed her deeply.
Your other hand roaming around her back as you let her ruffle your hair.
And you tucked in your hand into her back pocket. 
Like how you used to do to me.

That should be me feeling your kiss.
That should be me.

My heart was shattering into more and more pieces every single second.
It felt like my face was going to break.
Like my body will give away any moment.

It hurt the most when you glanced at me, and bit her lower lips.

Tears were wetting my cheeks.
The pain was unbearable, seeing how you moved on so easily.
When I can't.

Are you trying to break my heart?
Because, congratulations. 
You succeeded.

I got up and ran away from there as far as possible.

The sight of you with her kept replaying in my mind.

When you held her hands. Laughed with her.
When you hugged her. Kissed her.
When she bought you gifts. Gave you flowers.
When you brought her to the place we used to go. Do all the things we used to do.

It should be me. Not her.

This is so wrong, I can't go on.

Sometimes, I feel that you still love me as much as I still do love you.
But you just don't want to admit it to yourself.

I need to know. Should I fight for our love, or disown?
It's getting harder to shield this pain in my heart.

I never should have let you go.