It happened at night. When the moon is full and river was still. Feet bared under the silent water with my purple dress lying on the grass, I waited.
A lonely cloud passes through, blocking the light of the moon. The forest grew darker. The crickets started to sing. The scent of a familiar night flower lingered on the air.
The cloud had passed and the moon is bright once again. A figure rosed from the shadows of the other side of the forest. It wasn’t a man. No. It wasn’t a monster either. It wasn’t even an “it.” He was more of a man than anyone I saw. Stopping by the edge of the river bank, his eyes pierced straight to my soul.
I wanted him to cross the river. I want him to want me the same way I do. I reached out towards him but he gave me a smile. Slowly shaking his head, he looked at me with saddened eyes. Raising his hand, the forest slowly dispersing through the air.
My eyes filled with tears as I screamed and begged for him to stop. Everything is starting to become nothing but the void taking the man I loved with it. Closing my eyes, I prayed for it to stop while his words cut my heart into half.
“It’s time to wake up.”
Opening my eyes once again, I found myself sitting on my bed, with a tear stained opened book resting on my lap.
-jayce lan