The Boy and his Love

The night sky a deep dark black with specks of white among it. Sitting up I listen to a boy that is laying on the grass in the field of wildflowers in a forest. He talks for hours, but not tonight, he is quiet and I let my mind wander about what might have happened to him. Often he will visit in the afternoon when he is done his daily duties. I am always in the field, almost as if I'm trapped, but I'm not I can leave whenever I want to I just chose not to. I love this field. It's where I met him. When he talks to me I don't understand what he says, though I try to understand attempts seem futile about understanding him but I try because I care about him. We drift into the night and it is peaceful.

Waking the next morning to find that he is gone it dampened my spirit a little inside but know he had to do things. I think back on last night. Each time I try to understand him I know I will fail. I wish to know what he is talking about as his mouth moved, but his words fall on deaf ears. He doesn't know this though he has spent many years with me and will continue to.

A day comes when he has finished his paper work he stands up and beckons me to follow behind him. I do so obediently as I trust him, walking close as not to lose him in the trees. Emerging from the tree line I see large buildings and they all look, so, weird. We enter a large building and he takes me to a small room that had many sparkling pieces of jewelry. I look at one small ring that I immediately fall in love with. Sorrow tightens my chest as I have a feeling about what he is doing. He asks the lady behind the desk to take out the ring for me. He gets down on one knee and asks in front of a very small amount of people and asks me to marry him.

I begin to cry and have to say something now. "No, I am very sorry." with that I have to leave the man that has spent many years with me and I disappear into the air. He is left sobbing and immense sadness, "How did I not know." left in the store alone with the lady behind the desk.