I have never loved anyone like I have loved this man. He has broken me and put me back into small pieces, mending me back again, only to break me again. But all this time, during it all, he has my heart in his hands. He loves me too, in his own way and I my own.
That is why I cannot seem to have an answer as to why I am standing so far away but I can be able to see him.
He is wearing all black suit that even from this distance, I can see how fit he is. He is also wearing sunglasses, head bowed down, as the priest goes on with his word.
No matter how much I convinced myself that I didn't have to be here, I had to. Even if it's to see him from far away and leave, before anyone notices I was here. I am wearing a beige trench coat that goes all the way to my calf, because it is raining. I have a head scarf on, and sunglasses as well, to make sure even if someone sees me, they won't know who it is.