If Only You Knew

Prologue

That giggle which could turn anyone's sorrows to happiness

Those dark eyes which could see through anything

That dark hair falling gently on her face

That smile that could curve the ends of your mouth

He suddenly came. A man. Probably her father. But they didn't look alike. He came to take her back home. That's what I thought.

She was sitting on top of a tree and swinging her legs up and down, kicking the air around her aimlessly, smiling at the world. For what I knew she was probably five years old, the same age as me, and she looked like she got her favorite doll or an A* in a class test. She looked like somebody who was enjoying every moment of life, like it was her last day. She looked like somebody in love.

The man gently asked her to come down and she did not fuss about it. She climbed down with ease and she smiled when the man took her hand. She turned around and saw me looking at her. She pushed her hair behind her ear and she smiled at me. I instantly smiled back at her. She waved her little hand to me and I waved back smiling so much I probably looked like a clown. But nothing stopped me from looking at her enjoy the world. She turned around and walked back with that man.

I came back to that park every day, to see her but she never returned. She never came back. I never saw those eyes again. Or that dark hair falling on that face. Even that smile never returned. She never came back. And I didn't know why.