Loss and gain of hope
I never had to complain about my life, I have a great family, friends that I can trust, I was always happy, never alone. But still, there were moments that I felt something was missing, something deep inside, like their was a hole in me, like I wasn’t complete. Like their was a gap in me somewhere, a gap that couldn’t be filled with fun and laughter, that couldn’t be filled with friendly or family love, that could only be filled by a gentle touch, a warm smile, soft words and tender arms, that could only be filled with the love of a girl, a girl that needed me, that understood me. A girl who would always be their for me, a girl that could make me laugh when I cry, that could make me happy when I’m down, a girl that could mean the world to me when the world turned against me. I thought I’d never find a girl like that, for nineteen years I searched here, everywhere I came, I’d look for here, every time I entered a room, I looked if she was there, every time I walked down a street, I’d turn around to see if she was behind me and every time I came home, I’d hope that she would open the door for me. But she was never there, not one time, the rooms were all full but empty, the streets crowded but deserted and the sound of the key turning in the lock echoed through a lonely house. Sometimes I thought I saw here, but when I looked again, it was just a shadow moving, a twisted image of my mind wishing. And so it went on, day after day, week after week, month after month and year after year, and with every sparkle of hope came a discouraging ten times bigger, till finally their was nothing left of me, no hope, no courage, no nothing. And then, just like in fairy-tales, when I felt the end was near and I couldn’t hold on much longer, she appeared, she came into my life, she raised out of the flames of the fire that was burning before me, full of beauty and grace, with short black hair, sparkling eyes that reflected every flare of the fire, and a voice, so intriguing, so pure, so divine. It were these three little things that attracted my attention, those three little things I fell in love with, but she was so much more, she was exactly what I was looking for, I loved her for her beautiful hair, her bleu eyes, the softness of her skin, the curves of her lips, but most of all, I loved her for all she was, every piece of her, every part, as small as it could be effected me with pure magic. And finally I felt peace inside myself, finally I had found the missing part I needed to complete the puzzle of my life. I’m sorry to say that it lasted only one week, no, actually I’m not sorry, cause although in the end she was not the one destined for me, she still gave me the best week off my life, but not only that, she gave me more, she gave me back hope, the hope that I lost in the years searching, the hope and the knowledge that one day, I will find that girl, that girl that will give me the feeling she gave me that week, and then the feeling would stay, forever, till the end of time…