It was their last film together
Of course, there was no way he'd have known that then. She had been acting strangely after being discharged from the hospital. There was an air of melancholy but he was too preoccupied with the massive project that'd descend on the island. He had too many things on his mind, this was the only excuse he could offer in response to the recurring question, "Did you not realise something was out of place?"
He was the one with her, in the last 24 hours of her life in this country. They had talked into the night, even though she had shown signs of fatigue. Yet she'd declined to retire to bed each time he suggested it to her. In the end, she fell asleep with tears in her eyes, in his arms, on the futon at his apartment.
She had made breakfast for him in the late morning while he teasingly corrected her, "It's brunch, Sparks. No one has breakfast at 11am..."
It was a lazy day. They had a pact - their handphones turned to the silent mode, their notebooks tucked away in the individual cars.
They did nothing much - in the eyes of others; but now, etched forever in his memory is every word they had exchanged that day.
At her request, he had rushed to HMV to buy the DVD; and as they watched City Of Angels, he had been distracted more by her little actions, like how she'd bite her lower lip each time the two leads met.
His Sparks was so filled with love, as always, and he'd found it especially endearing when she leaned over and kissed him. He had wanted her then. As he had when he first met her. But he told himself he had to be patient. For she was still a patient. He hated that pun.
Very reluctantly, he had to drop her off at the airport later. He'd not even been able to accompany her in and bid farewell at the departure hall. He had an interview to do for the next day's papers. Her parents and her family would be with her, he'd assured himself.
The last he saw of her that day was when she turned around and mouthed the words, "I love you."
The next time he saw her was two days ago. And the photo of the angel you see next to his moniker? Well, that now marks the place she rests in New York City. The original photo he took is here.
Damn it. He sure misses his angel. It is worse than being in hell.
For once tonight, he wishes he'd been more techno-savvy. But he is willing to settle for this version of their last film together, which he had found on Youtube.
In the loving memory of his Sparks, the angel who touched his life.
