That
was how we kept the treasured
relationship.<p> </p>We were
walking along the side of the road. She
was in front of me and I was right
behind her. Her umbrella had a broken
spoke. She looked liked a wounded
soldier, carrying her rusted rifle
walking weakly. Many times, she was
too into thinking or whatever she was
doing, drifting off the road, she almost
got hit by the cars passing by. I
wanted to just take her in my arms,
but with the love I had for her and the
constant pain in my stomach, I did
nothing. On the way, we passed by
the park where we use to always
go.<p> </p>She begged and said,
"Lets go in the park just for a little
while please, I promise I'll go home
right after this."<p> </p>With her
begging, my cold heart softened, but I
still put up an annoyed face and
walked in the park. I was just sitting
on the benches looking like I wanted
to leave. She went to the big oak tree
and she was looking for something. I
knew she was looking for what we
wrote on that tree with a silver ink
pen half a year ago. If I remember it
right, it said, "Chris and Susan was
here, Chris had tea and Susan was
drinking hot chocolate. Hope Chris and
Susan would always remember this
day, always loving each other,
forever." She was looking around for
quite a while, then she came back
slowly with tears on her face.<p> </
p>She said, "Chris, I can't find it, it's
not there anymore."<p> </p>I felt so
sour inside, there was a stream of
pain, flowing into my heart, the kind
of pain I've never felt before. But all I
could do was pretend I didn't care,
and said, "Can we go now?"<p> </p>I
opened up my big black umbrella, she
was just standing there, didn't want
to leave yet, hoping there was still a
chance. She said, "You made up the
story of you and that other girl didn't
you? I know I frustrate you
sometimes, but I'll change, can't we
start over?"<p> </p>I didn't say a
word, just looked down and shook my
head.