"you've done it again." she mumbled, eyes looking down like a kid who just get a good scolding from her mom. that look of her had already pinched my heart.  "shuhua..." 

"it's alright, unnie. but you know you're not only running away from me anymore." she said, head moving up now, finally meeting my gaze. her sad eyes screams that she's tired and any moment she would give up on me yet still forming a small curve giving me reassurance that she will stay. stay.
 

for the hundred times i have hesitated to hold her in my arms i had finally lost that battle as i pulled her close to me. 
 

"god, i hate you." i whispered as she tightened our hug. she smells like peach and even though cherries were my favorite, i wouldn't mind smelling peaches maybe for a lifetime.