I Thought She Knew

She has black hair and brown eyes. Her skin has the Asian touch. Her facial expression is so intimidating but I didn’t care. And her eyes were telling me to find out the roots of a mystery. I admire her very much because she keeps on telling me things I don’t even know and keeps me interested. I talk to her silently and laugh with her softly. I see her everyday even in my dreams! Although she doesn’t have friends, she introduces me to her different adventures beyond our imagination. I amuse myself with her peculiar choice of wardrobe and rare pair of shoes. She loves playing the flute and the melody she creates complete a story. We have so much in common. We enjoy the taste of bittersweet chocolates and we both like the scent of green apples. She brings me to places I’ve never been to. Once, she brought me to a grassy meadow with a lot of periwinkles and asters. And the cool breeze smelled so good and it touched my face and tickled my ears. I saw falcons and hawks but with harmless eyes. It was as if I was talking to them asking them if they could come and play with us. But the best part of it was when I touched the crystal clear blue water in the river and the felling was so good to be true. I thought of bringing her to my house but she said she couldn’t because she won’t fit in. I t made me sad so I went home. But before I could reach home, she asked me again to come with her and she assured me that I could get home safe and sound. She pleaded so I gave in. Under the tall tree which leaves changes its color, stood and old rose bush. She really knew what I wanted. I was fascinated and I felt like not coming home anymore. I danced with the wind while she was watching me until I fell asleep. I woke up beside my sister and never said a word until I was crying. I was frustrated. I wanted to go back to that place. I really enjoyed her company but I never knew who she was. I thought she was real. I just tried to cry but my tears were now tears of joy. I was happy because for once in my life, I delighted and enjoyed for a short time. I really wanted to believe in such things but I could not do anything. I was hopeless and futile. Dumbfounded could best describe what I feel. I guess I thought she knew that I believed in her. Now I’m caught between a daydream and a future ahead. I must move on. I have to and maybe I would really meet her in the future. I would love to.