“Come, look!” she cried as she came rushing through me that night while I was reviewing my notes. I didn’t even know what the hell was going on, but to my expense, alright.
She was actually referring to the beautiful sight outside the window view.
“It’s just a moon, my dear. What’s all the excitement about?” I told her as I felt the loss of excitement once I came near the window pane.
Little did she know that I felt more excited than ever, more excited than her, for seeing such a marvelous sight. That round thing in the night sky. It was a full moon. And it had the most unusual color, a color that I have never seen. Red.
But that feeling of excitement lasted only for a couple of seconds. I cherished every moment of it. It was the only thing I had that time… until I came to a full realization, that the “she” that had dragged me all the way to the window never even came to exist in the first place. It was as if she turned into air and dust upon seeing the marvelous moon. She was nothing more but a figment of my imagination.
Upon realization, tears began rolling down my face. That was one cruel night…
Date of Post: 08.18.16