enjoy the moment

"Why are you crying?" he asked her as if he did not know the reason why she was crying.

"I am just scared that this won't happen again when you leave," she cried even harder.

"But we have a promise, right? We should hold on to that promise until we'll meet again," he reassured her of the pact they did last night to never lose track of each other.

But soon after, months after months, he had gone busy with his life in the city. There were weeks that he no longer had communication with her. A year had past and the idea of her had been replaced by someone. Eventually, he had forgotten her.

She expected it to happen. She might have been forgotten and the only consolation she had had in her mind was the idea she even wrote on a a piece of tissue paper while they were together one night in a park wishing under the stars, "Enjoy the moment that we are happy because we don't know when will we have this similar feeling again."