He Left Me Alone

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It stayed blur for months after the graduation. I didn't know what I had been doing until I was there, standing in the airport, one way ticket to Paris, France in hand.

What would I do in France?

I didn't have a place to study yet.

The only thing I had was my parents' money and my willing to go.

I realized that there was something that convinced me to go. One thing that even that I wasn't sure if I would survive for a week, my willing to go was as big as it was before : I was trying to find more about him. Any last trace left from him. Even if it was only an old city thousands miles away from home that he loved.

I knew there was nothing about him there, or anywhere, everywhere.

But at least I could go to the city he had no chance on going. Breathe the air he wished he could. Because I knew, he would want me to do that. He would want me to do things he wanted.

To love things he loved.

Because only loving him was never enough.

The End.