Bliss

Prologue

Bliss

I went to the beach again tonight. To watch those millions of stars shine. Watch them dim and then glow again, refusing to let go of their light. I wanted to be inspired by them. Searching motivation in those non living celestial bodies. But i couldn't.

Yet I observed them for hours, i couldn't take my eyes off of them. At Least they were calming and helped in distracting me from the pain.

What pain, you ask? Well, lets just say the kind of pain which is emotionally draining and physically tiring. The kind, which no matter how it is inflicted, always leads to the same consequence - questioning the purpose of god for giving you this life.

Maybe its just the teenage hormones messing with my brain, causing me to overthink, but i cant help it. I cant get rid of the pain. I wanted to find some kind of solace, thats why i came here. Just like last night. And the night before the last night. And every night since past one week. Sitting on the soft sand, watching the stars, listening to waves crashing.

Seeking a cure.

Bryson

She was here again tonight. The beautiful girl with raven hair. Again in a white dress. Again with a defeated posture.

I watched her through the window of my room. Her hairs flying around, her head tilted up observing the sky. Her back was towards me. Yet, I didn't need to see her face to tell that she was gorgeous.

She looked so peaceful, just sitting there with crossed legs. Yet i knew she was anything but peaceful. I had seen her cry last night.

I pulled the blinds and shut off the window. I don't want to turn into a creep.

The first time she came to the beach was a week ago. I was at my study table doing homework when i noticed a dark shadow through the window. At first i thought it was someone deliberately trespassing on to our private beach, until i noticed it was her. I had seen her in school before, but never really paid attention.

I remember that night clearly. She was wearing a white lace dress looking delicate. I don't think she noticed our house or knew that the beach was a private property. She just went towards the sea, stood there and let the waves crash against her feet and I was attracted towards the sight.

That night something inside me stirred. And I couldn't figure out what it was.