I stared blankly at the screen. How I long to sit in front of this computer. I don't know what to do with it now. I randomly clicked my MSN messenger. I wonder if my email account still valid. It's been two months since I checked it. Two months since Jake died. In those two months, all I do is lock myself up in my room, and crying. Very depressed and weak. I didn't even have the energy to eat. That's how ill I've got.

At this moment, the MSN messenger stared right back at me. Waiting for my command. Slowly tempting me to push the 'sign in' button. Almost unknowingly, my finger clicked. My eyes gleamed when they saw the two MSN icon dancing round and round. Not long after, a small window popped. So I got 20 emails. I could almost guess that most of them must be junk mails. While waiting for my inbox to load, I looked at my messenger. Many of my friends are online. I can't say that I had not missed them at all, but surprisingly, the feeling just fade away. I didn't feel like talking to them, the way that I used to. And now, I hoped they wouldn't chat with me. I set my personal settings to offline. Looking back at my friend list, I feel like there's something missing. Someone, rather. I tried to find what was wrong. Then I saw the name. Jake the monkey. All of the sudden, memories came rushing through my brain. Why hadn't he stayed? I missed him so much. I could feel tears in my eyes, but I don't wanna let them fall. My emotion got the better of me and the tears that I held back streamed down my pale cheeks. I wipe away my tears with the back of my hand. There's no point of crying now. It won't bring him back.

He's gone.

I moved on to my emails. I was right. It was all junk mails in my inbox. I deleted all of it at once. I always hate junk mails. They mean nothing to me.

Oh, there's a new email coming in. I read the title: Hola senorita! Instantly, Goosebumps appeared on my arms. The words are haunting me. Is this..? I'm not sure. I continued reading:

Hola amiga senorita?! Hey u must be wondering who is this monkey. Hehe…my name is Brian and I live near u. I found ur email somewhere, but I can't remember! I just wanna be friends and I think you're a very cool gal. Sorry if I bothered u, I just wanna be friends. Pleaassee..if u agreed, can u meet me at the park near ur house tonite? Hope to see u there, Anna! xoxo Brian.

Shivers keep running up and down my spine. There are lots of things that is similar in this email. Similar to Jake. The way he addresses himself as monkey, the hola amiga, and the xoxo at the end. I almost thought that it's Jake who wrote me the email. No. No. Jake is dead. I wondered who is this Brian. I'd never known a guy named Brian before. I mean, I know one Brian before, but it's my old Mr. Brian Levant, my English teacher. It couldn't be him. So who is he? And how did he know that there's a park three blocks away from my house? Will I meet him there?

Maybe. Maybe not. But I have to know the answer. I've made up my mind. I'm going to meet Brian at the park. Perhaps he just have the same habits or style of writing email as Jake. Or maybe Jake is still alive, but got amnesia and changed his name to Brian? Oh this is crazy. I'm crazy.

It five minutes to seven. Night is coming soon. The sky is darkening and cold. I could still feel the icy weather in my room. I have to get dressed if I wanna see Brian. So I took a hot bath and cleaned myself. I don't want to look too glam, so I wore an orange tee and a pair of khakis. I comb my long, messy hair back and put on some mascara to conceal my puffy eyes.

I took a glanced at myself in the mirror. I look neat at least. It's time to go. As I opened the front door, the cold, freezing air came rushing in. It will snow tonight, I think. I grabbed my denim jacket and closed the door. Leaving the empty house, I walked toward the park. The town seems so quiet tonight. Wonder where the people at. I continued walking until I was a few yards away from the park. I could see a man sitting on a rock. But I can't see his profile clearly in the dark. I walk closer to see who it was. Maybe he's just a stranger and I might be early. I walked.

Oh. My. God.

As soon as I saw his face; the way his cheekbones stood out, his sleepy eyes, his strong jaws, everything about him, I think I know him. He's Jake. It's the same person who comes in my sleep every night. He.

I couldn't control myself. I ran towards him, screaming, "Jake!"

Hearing my voice, he leaped off the rock in shock and whipped around toward me. As I reached him, I find myself embracing him tightly around his neck. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally said, "Are you Anna?"

I slowly pull away from him, shocked at his silly question.

"You don't know me? Yes I'm Anna, Jake"

"Sorry, who's Jake? I'm Brian…I sent you the email"

"Uh…hi Brian." Blood flooded my cheeks.

"Hi Anna. It's nice to meet you. You still haven't answered my question," he said, smiling.

"Oh, Jake is my friend. He looks just like you. I'm sorry if I freaked you out. Jake died in an accident two months ago." I gained my confidence slowly.

"Aw, sorry to hear that. He must have meant so much to you, I mean, the way you hugged me just now. Maybe he's your boyfriend?"

Boyfriend. Lover.

I looked at the ground. I can't bear to look in his eyes. His sleepy, shady eyes. They reminds me so much about Jake. Jake, my love. Even his brown hair reminds me of Jake.

He stepped forward. "Lets sit over here," he said after seeing that I'm not going to talk.

I followed him under the tree and we sat on a bench. We talked and talked. Well, mostly him who talked. I learned about him and one word can describe him: Jake. He loves the color blue, he is a guitarist; write songs, likes Chinese food and coke, loves autumn and so many other similar things. All about him is Jake's; his jokes, his laugh, his wit, everything. And most of all, his charming smile that makes me want to just kiss him and make love to him.

"You know, I think I know you before." Brian said.

This is the freakiest thing I've ever known. I know Brian is not Jake. But I keep on thinking that somehow Jake did not die but he has amnesia and become Brian. Or that Jakes soul has transferred into Brian's body so that we will be together forever. This just seems like a dream to me. A fantasy.

I could feel him gazing toward me. I dared to look straight into his eyes. His hauntingly beautiful eyes. I feel their warmth blanketed me. It numbed all my senses and I can't feel anything. Just his presence. And the fact that he's leaning closer and closer.

"Can I kiss you, Anna?"

I just nodded, unable to say a word. After what seems like forever, his lips finally met mine. It's the most wonderful feeling in the world. He puts his hands behind my neck, brushing his lips against mine. I don't wanna let go. I got the feeling that we're made for each other. We'll never get separated again. Perhaps God just wanted to give us another chance to love. God gave my Jake back. I got a renewed strength, here in his arms.

After his lips left mine, I still feel the ecstasy. I want to hold him longer.

"You are Jake. I knew it," I mumbled under my breath.

"What did you said?"

"Nothing, you stupid monkey!" I laughed. I saw a big smile formed on his mouth.

As the snow falls, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I let him walk me home.