“Hey guys! My name is Mark Cavanaugh, and I transferred here from the city.”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when you were called up front for introductions. You were a transferee, a newbie, and of course, everyone wanted to know your name. I for one admit that I wanted to know you. Something about you made me feel like I wanted to get close to you. Was it the way your eyes twinkled? Or the way you smile? Really, I don’t know.
What I saw in you, what I felt from you are things I just can’t explain or put into words.
“You’re Rayne right? Why are you alone?”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when you entered the room and chanced upon me eating lunch without any companions. You were reading a book about baseball, and you had on this pitying look in your face that irritated me. I don’t like pity.
I didn’t answer you. I didn’t want to answer you since you intimidated me so much. You were like a god and I a puny human. I can never reach the star where you’re at.
Do you get the picture?
“I want to join the baseball team.”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when the adviser asked what club you’d want to join. I couldn’t help but look up to you, couldn’t help but adore the steadfastness and the way you kept calm and the way you kept your back straight. There was this determination in your eyes even the darkness can’t destroy. Everything about you was like light that blinded me. I felt like Icarus who went too near to the sun and fell to his death.
The difference is I didn’t die.
“Why are you always by yourself? Hey fix up your hair. You’re prettier without it covering half of your face.”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when nobody wanted to pair up with me for a game in stupid Physical Education. You neared me then, sat beside me on the benches, and ruffled my hair up. Your eyes stared down at me warmly, and I remember, I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t look away.
I didn’t answer you. I can never answer you. I don’t have the strength to answer you. I’m not strong enough to look into your life without getting blinded.
Why? Why did it have to be you?
I cut my hair, but you didn’t notice.
“I nominate Rayne Parker as the Class President. Anyone who goes against me and decides to bully her, I will beat the crap out of.”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when we had class elections a little after you were kicked out of the baseball team for having a huge fight with your captain- whom you injured critically. You started to act withdrawn after that, always preferring to be alone, always shunning away human touch and company. You were slowly letting yourself be consumed by a darkness that doesn’t belong to you.
And I started hating you for it. I started to hate you so much it left me nothing.
You weren’t as strong as I thought you’d be.
Your light wasn’t strong enough.
“Rayne…please…please talk to me. What did I do wrong?”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when I walked past you. You waved at me but I didn’t notice you. You smiled at me but I didn’t smile back. The light I had once been looking for in those blue eyes of yours is gone. You’ve given up. You’ve given up. Those words hurt me. I didn’t realize I started acting that way with you. I just wanted the old Mark back. You were drowning in a darkness that didn’t belong to you. I didn’t want to see you suffer like that when you didn’t even deserve it.
No…you deserved it. I just didn’t accept that fact.
“Huh? Ah…who are you looking for miss?”
I remember, those were the exact words that you said when a girl came up looking for someone. I remember how you blushed and stuttered and she laughed. She said she was looking for her boyfriend. Your face fell. I can’t deny that the girl was pretty. She was like a doll. You were enchanted.
She was someone way out of your league, a star you can’t chase…a moon you can’t touch.
Eternity held its breath for a moment.
You fell in love. I fell into despair.
“I don’t know what to do anymore…damn…why does it even have to be her, why? Rayne…please…please talk to me…”
I can still remember, those were the exact words that you said when I caught you staring beyond the chain fence that separates our school and hers. She was by the window with this sad look on her face, and a boy was with her. Your eyes were filled with pain that mirrored my own. Your eyes were filled with longing that mirrored my own.
I wanted to save you, but I didn’t know what to do too.
I wanted you to look at me the way I look at you…but I didn’t know how.
Love was a battle I sadly didn’t triumph in.
Mark, why did you say my name?
“Stop wallowing. She’s not worth your sadness. Let yourself be happy for once Mark.”
I remember, those were the exact words that I said when you were sitting by yourself beside the chain link fence, staring up at her again as she mulled by that same window. She was tearing a heart-shaped cardboard with the words Happy Anniversary written in the middle. She was crying.
“I can’t be happy when she’s not happy.”
That’s what you said in reply. But I held out my hand instead.
I wanted to support you. I wanted to be of help in any way that I could.
You took my hand.
“Damn, Rayne I’m sorry I-I didn’t mean to do that. Damn. Damn. This is just-ugh!”
I can still remember, those were the words that you said after That Night and you were punching the wall until your knuckles bled. It was both sad and happy for me, that night where I had given you my all. You thought it was the biggest mistake ever. I kind of understood you. I know you don’t even have feelings for me.
It hurt me so much, but I tried to understand. I tried to understand.
You love that girl, and I am only in the way, right Mark?
The darkness continued to drown me, but you never noticed. It’s always like that Mark. It’s always like that. You never even noticed me when you don’t need me.
I tried so hard.
“I love you Rayne, really, I do.”
I can still remember, those were the words that you said when we went out to watch the stars. I could hear the trace of a lie in your voice. I can see the pleas of disbelieving you shining in your eyes. I swallowed back down the bitter truth and forced myself to believe in you.
But I knew you didn’t love me, and I accepted it. I accepted that fact and lived.
There’s no need to lie to me Mark. There’s no need to lie when I know every speck of truth. You still love her and there’s no changing that. I am of course, nothing to you. I’m useless. There’s no changing that.
Please don’t lie.
I don’t want you to die inside anymore.
“Rayne…if I ask you to let me go, will you?”
I can still remember, those were the words that you said when it was raining so hard and I saw you outside. I had run down the stairs, umbrella in hand, worried that you might get sick, but you didn’t let me take a step near you. You had said those words and my world stopped turning. You weren’t letting me see your eyes, but I knew. I knew it was that girl. I knew that she needed you. I knew that you wanted to be with her. I had no right.
I had no right to stake my claim on you when you weren’t really mine to begin with.
But I was so tired. Mark, I was so tired.
“I love you.”
I said it to you, shouting it into your face, and you were so surprised you couldn’t answer. And then you shook your head. You shook your head. You shook your head.
“I’m sorry.”
That’s what you said and you turned your back on me. You left me there. You left me there to shatter and I did.
Shattering…shattering….breaking into nothing.
Continue to shatter me, until I have nothing left to give.
“If that’s where you’re happy…”
I remember, those were the exact words that I said to you when you stopped in front of me to tell me something. But I didn’t let you speak. I didn’t want to hear what you said.
We’re separated by a wall, and this wall is made up of titanium. I can’t break through and reach you. I can’t break through and save you. I can’t even save myself.
Mark, is love really like this?
Because, no matter how I try to change that fact our ending will always stay the same, and I can’t do anything to change that fact anymore.
In the other side of the wall, I wonder, were you crying like I was? That seems impossible. You never cried in front of me, much less cry with me. You didn’t want to show me that you were weak. You wanted to say that you were strong and you didn’t need me to save you.
How about me Mark? Did you ever ask? No. You never did. You never asked if it hurt. You never asked if it was unbearable. You never asked if those words I told you were exact.
Some people get tired, but they never really give up the fight. Some things are really meant to become that way. I guess I was meant to be like that too.
But I’m tired Mark. I’m so tired.
I don’t want to give up.
I love you. Will you look at me the way I look at you?
But you can’t and it hurts.
Where does that lead me?
I am of course, nothing.
“Goodbye.”
I hope that you will remember that last exact word that will be uttered from my lips. Especially when you’re right there watching me. You’re running, crying, trying to stop time.
You are too late, too late as always. You’ll only notice me whenever you need me…or when I don’t need you. Funny, how things like this can change everything in the blink of an eye. I bet you’re already happy with her.
I jump.
You scream.
Oh…late as alwa-