I Asked Her…
September 11th 2006 by Sou in Creative, PersonalI looked up at her and I asked her, “Do you ever smile?” She didn’t reply, her sad face looking down at me. A part of me actually related to her frown. “Yeah, I know the feeling…” That was the only thing I could utter back at her.
The silence engulfed us then she finally whispered, “I used to smile in a distant time, long, long ago.” Her sorrow filled eyes were contagious, I couldn’t help but feel the same way. “Why don’t you smile any more?” I asked her.
Silence.
“If you smiled a long time ago, what made you stop smiling? Why is there a sad look on your face every night? The world looks up at you, admiring your beauty; you never smile back at them, instead, you frown.”
Silence.
She finally answered, “I used to smile in a time when love truly lived in the hearts of humans. When people of every background embraced and truly cared for one another. I smiled when people were pure at heart. I used to smile, long, long ago.”
I had nothing to say, instead I was disappointed with myself and at the world. Now I look up at the moon and I understand why she doesn’t smile down at us; I don’t think she ever will.
The time when she smiled is surely long long ago, because I think it’s unheared of in any culture we came to know.
I would like to be naive and say that these times will come back, but all I can do is just hope.
I’ve never seen her smile, she always looks down melancholically, and she seems to know better…
I lost my creativity a long time ago. I want it back!
Aurous: I like your approach. At least you’ve got hope.
N: Of course she knows better, she’s been around for as long as time can tell…
Juju: You’ve still got it! It’s just dormant at the time being. It’ll kick in when you least expect it :*
That was really really beautiful .. so deep , true and really sad ..
two thumbs up for your first prose ever ;)