Wish I was small...(27/7)

This was a very close touch with him again since long time ago. It was supposed to be a rush time from the beginning. Perhaps we were late already. Time does not always follow our wish...we tried to run as much as our heart could support, and the way forward was full of obstacles and unwanted blockage. My power was translated into shout and scream. I asked all the three to hurry. They followed my will, and I could see their faces of worry and nervousness. My presence brought them some assurance and confidence, at least I truly felt the sentiment. We were carrying the heavy loads of unknown. We kept turning and the air was thin. The passage was crowded and embedded with unmemorable noise and dizziness. We reached the box office at an impossible pulse. I asked the two to continue to climb up the pier, leaving behind me and him. He was not into the environment, and I knew that he never did this. I went to help. There were two babies sitting at the corner of the hall, and they looked very cute. Perhaps their moments would be long and content. All the rest of the people followed the system in their own way, and this was a space with limits and obedience. He was nervous but luckily we bought the tickets. We were a step away from the success. I searched for a trolley to transport all the loads and burdens. I got a small one. I was about to leave the little bags of refillable items that could be found on the cruise, and he refused. He said that it would be useful for mum. This was a natural but powerful voice to me, and at that moment, I found the meaning of to be. Was this called love? I had no memory of hearing this before. I respected him. We ran to the pier, and actually it was closer than what I imagined. The world seemed easier after the recognition of to be. I explained to the controller that I was only bringing the cart to the ‘departers’. I was admitted to enter the restricted area. He was standing by the landing board of the cruise and he smiled in an introvert sense to me. My receptiveness then responded to a thunder-like sound of horn. The cruise displaced away from the boarding platform with an exaggerated speed. He was facing to me and he did not realise the departure instantly. Left the loads and bags status quo, he climbed up the spiral staircases next to him to the top of the steps. His head pointed to the deep sea and he looked still. I was scared, and I was helpless. No one appeared to be as uncomfortable as me in the scene. I shouted at the controller for solution and I maximised my voice to remind him, "in five minutes, another cruise will arrive". It was after some moments that he connected to me again, and slowly, he sat down on the step. He was melancholy, and the last moment to me was the sea breezes trying to wake his hair up. From the beginning to the end, I had an unreachable distance with him, even if I felt so close. Sadly, this is the moment in another world of dreams, and here, he and I exist in the same world. How pathetic.