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Story of Leaf’s Departure

Tree:
My name is Tree. Why? It is because of my talent in painting trees. Through time, all my paintings were trademarked with a tree at the lower right corner.
I have dated 5 girls in my Pre-U years. But, there was this one special ordinary girl who I am very fond of that I have never dated. She totally captivated me with her innocence, honesty, intelligence, cuteness and fragility. Felt as though I have to protect her from this ugly world. Reason why I’ve never dated her is that I felt she was too ordinary for me, or maybe, I am afraid to taint a heart as pure as hers. Her name is Leaf. We were good friends.
Through the 3 years, she watched me as I dated each girl. It must have been a terrible feeling to see the one you love going after another. ‘Cause each time that I did, she cried. She didn’t know that I know she cried, but I know. When I was with my second girlfriend, she bumped into us accidentally when we were kissing. Embarrassed she was, but she smiled and said, “Sorry, go on…” before running off. The following day, her eyes were as swollen as walnuts. I just made fun of her the whole day just to hide my emotions from her. She was then alone in the classroom, crying. I was there instead of being at my soccer training, but she did not know. She cried for an hour. I watched her.
My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was this one incident when both of them quarreled. I figured that my girlfriend must have started it as she wasn’t the type to start a quarrel. But, despite knowing this, I told her to stop. Her eyes were filled with tears as I walked off with my girlfriend. It must have hurt. Even I felt hurt for hurting her. The following day, she continued to laugh and joke with me as though nothing had happened.
When I broke off with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. I told her that I have something that I wanna tell her. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me as well. I told her about my break up and she told me of her attachment. I know the very moment who the guy was. His name is Wind. He had been going after her for a while now. An interesting cute guy filled with energy. His pursuit for her has been spread throughout the school. I congratulate her, hiding my pain within me. Now I know how it felt. It was terrible. It feels as though a vacuum from with the heart is sucking the walls in, unbearably painful. I broke down and cry when I got home. It hurt, and it hurt more to think of the pain she went through for me.
Ten days after, during my graduation, I read an sms. It was sent on the day I went out with her. It says, “Leaf left. Not because of Wind’s pursuit, but because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.”

Leaf:
I liked collecting leaves and I admired them. I feel that it takes lots of courage for a leaf to leave the tree she had relied on for so long.
During my Pre-U days, there was this guy whom I was very close with. We were like buddies. But jealousy hit me when he started dating his first girlfriend. This was when I realized that what I had felt for him wasn’t just friendship.
They broke up two months after. But he got together with another a month later. I liked him and I know he is also fond of me. Why won’t he pursue me? It hurts me deep each time he got together with another. But I waited by his side, caring for him, loving him, hoping that one day, he might be with me. And I waited for 3 years.
At the end of the third year, I came to know of a guy named Wind. He is a second year junior, a guy who gave his all to be with me. His pursuit for me was relentless, like a warm, gentle wind trying to sweep a leaf off the tree she is holding on to. I realized that this wind would bring this badly battered leaf to a better, far away land. I decided to give this wind a chance. I told Tree that I was leaving, hoping that he might ask me to stay. Tree just smiled and congratulated me. And I left Tree. I left, not because of Wind’s pursuit, but because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.

Wind:
I’m Wind, a second year junior. I’ve fallen for a girl named Leaf. A girl who was very attached to Tree. I first saw Leaf a month after I’ve transferred to the new school. She was this innocent petite looking girl who is always watching Tree during our soccer practices. Every practice, she’ll be there looking at him, frowning each time he talked to another girl, and smiling each time he turned to look at her. And each time, I’ll be looking at her.
One day during our practice, Leaf did not appear. And Tree wasn’t at the practice either. An uneasy feeling overwhelmed me. I just had to know what had happened. I went to their classroom to look for them. There, I saw Tree arguing with Leaf. And I saw Leaf cried as Tree left. The following day, she appeared again, at the same place, looking at him. I went over to her, smiled and passed her a note. She turned to look at me and accepted the note. She returned me a note the following day that says, “Leaf’s heart is too heavy for Wind to blow her away.” I then wrote her another note, “It is not because Leaf’s heart is too heavy. It is because Leaf did not want to leave Tree.”
We started to talk more often after that. Though I know that I’m not the one she loves, but I know that if I persevere, she will like me someday.
For four months, I have had declared my love for her countless times. And each time, she will avoid the topic. And each time she did, I tried again.
One day, when we were talking over the phone, I ask her again to be with me. There was a break of silence.
And I asked, “Hey, still there?”
She replied, “I’m nodding my head.”
“Huh?” I exclaimed, not believing what I’m hearing.
With a louder volume she replied, “I’m nodding my head.”
I hung up the phone and sped down to her place. The moment she opened the door, I hugged her, tightly. But at the same time I was thinking, “Did Leaf left because of Wind’s pursuit, or because Tree did not asked Leaf to stay.”