Heart Dribbler

kiefer's english project

I looked at the sun one last time, sunflowers swaying to the warm breeze surrounding me. This would be the last memory I'll have in this temporary world, and I want it to be beautiful. But I know there's something missing in the painting.

A girl.

I smiled at the thought. Of course, I'm missing her.

The girl who befriended me and taught me how to fix a Rubik's cube a decade ago. The girl who broke her leg that's why she was lying beside me in the hospital when we were 3. The girl who fixed my life and the girl who's broken now.

The girl who gave me hope that I'll see her again someday and so I had to survive all those surgeries, medicines and injections. It was not easy. It never was. But seeing her again in the same classroom as me ten years later, I knew it was all worth it.

I stared at the panorama of this scenery, the last scenery I'll ever see. And I imagined her to be in it. And the picture became perfect.

I'll treasure every moment I spent with her. She actually made the last moments of my life wonderful with her touch.

I'll miss her beautiful brown eyes, her gorgeous hair, her ever-so-lovely smile, how she laughs, her determined look to see us win, her being passionate, how she cares for her friends, how she made life worth living. I'll miss her.

I imagined her smiling at me.

I grabbed the guitar on my side and started strumming one of my favorite songs by Ed Sheeran, "All of the Stars".

The sky slowly started to change in color. She lifted her gaze up to see the shift of orange and red to purple and navy blue.

It's just another night

And I'm staring at the moon

I saw a shooting star

And thought of you

I sang a lullaby

By the waterside and knew

If you were here

I'd sing to you

You're on the other side

As the skyline splits in two

Miles away from seeing you

"What are you singing?" she asked, still looking at the night sky. She looks so amazed by the stars. Little did she know, she's just as sparkling as them.

"All of the Stars by Ed Sheeran."

"It's pretty."

"You're prettier." That line got her looking at me. I smiled at her.