As she closes her eyes, she sees
him smiling under the summer’s sunlight hugged by sunset breeze on the top of a
cliff next to the ocean. Soothing. Calming. She immediately smiles, knowing
that he’s happy.
She has seen his sorrow surrounded
by people’s laughter. Depressed and dark. It’s not the fact that he ran low
that makes her sad. It’s because she could do nothing to help. That she couldn’t
reduce his pain.
Now that everything is better, she
only could hope that he would always be okay, always be safe, and always be
tough enough to face all mess the world has to offer.
***
It’s her smile that lights up his
tiring day. She never realizes that she is so special. One of a kind. She doesn’t
believe it everytime people says she’s pretty and worth it. She always takes it
as a joke.
Last night after hundreds of things
he had to think about, she slipped into his mind. He laughed, potraying her
bumping into someone’s back and keep saying ‘I’m sorry’. Then she began cursing
at herself telling how stupid she is, while he thought she isn’t.
He only could hope that she would
begin believing at herself. Rather than focusing at her flaws, he hopes that
she would expand her sight, borders, braveness, and finally could see that she’s
that special. That she is the reason why he’s smiling tonight.
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