Pure-sue \ pər-ˈsü , -ˈsyü \

III

III.
I recalled the day when I got to noticed her...

...She's with her friends again. Every day, I could always see her laughing with her friends. She seem so happy all the time. Actually, I have never seen her put a sad face towards other people, not in front of me though. She frowns whenever she sees me and today was not an exemption.

Honestly, she got the typical characteristics of a girl in any common love story. She's stunningly pretty who could get much attention with just minimal efforts; she's tall compared to the common girls; and her skin is flawlessly heightened with her semi-tan complexion. But what I like the most about her feature is her eyes which seemed to be filled with so much wonders about things.

Weird!

I sound like I'm head over heels towards her. What has gotten into me? I don't usually look at physical features because I always believe that our senses could fool us, but why am I like this towards her? She's the first person I look at physically and I feel guilty about it. It is as if I am like the typical shallow people who tend to base the worth of a person to something which is that of what we see.

To my surprise...I heard from her that she is not into the standards of common people. She despises the standard to which the pretty and the handsome people get more attention. She hated the very reason why people keeps on insisting that it's possible to fall in love at a first glance. To her, love transcends the physical realm. It goes deeper than what we see or what we feel.

I don't intend to listen to her conversation with her friends though, I just happen to over hear what they were talking about.

I smiled.

"I didn't know that there are still people who think that way." I told to myself.

Their conversation continued.

I remained seated in the bench near them. It was shady because of the trees that grow in between the benches. Aside from it, it's safe to listen to their conversation (this time, I'm already guilty of listening to them) because they could not really see who's sitting next to them. People keep on looking at me though.

And then, out of the blue...someone approached me...someone I have never met before - a girl.
I flashed my poker face again. I really don't like others approaching me over silly things.

"You're smiling alone. Are you okay?" the girl asked.

But I didn't even bother to respond. I got up and turned away.

"Sophia!"

I looked at the direction to where the voice came from. Only to find out that it was from the girl who approached me earlier. She's calling her friend. What a coincidence, the girl whom I was listening to before I was disrupted is also named Sophia.

"Oh! How are you Psyche?" The girl named Sophia greeted.

I shook my head. I was too much affected that whenever I hear her name, I always turn around.
I continued to walk aimlessly, trying to figure out the coincidence.

Ugh!!! I don't want to think of that anymore. I have so much things inside my mind and I can't afford to think it even further. And so I decided to go to my favorite spot along the beach where I could clearly gazed the sun sets its farewell and saying hello to the bright blueish evening.

Sophia...

That name constantly echoing in my mind. I could not help but to smile whenever I think of how she thinks in a different way compared to her friends. I feel like we could get along since we have things in common.

I looked at the stars. They sparkle so much that I feel so lonely. Here I am again...what a great shift. I am a totally different person again. It is by this reason that I could not know any meanings in my life and that I am constantly in search of something I could not even be aware of. Maybe Sophia just seems to be my escapism. Because seeing and thinking about her changes almost everything in me. Maybe the reason why I was smitten by her is...

...because I could project all my ideals in her.

No way! I shook my head as I thought of this. It would be unfair to her. I am making her the object of my ideas. A person could never be objectified. That has always been one of my principles.

"Yes!" I shockingly looked at where it came from.

Sophia is already sitting beside me. I didn't even notice her coming. I got confused. Why would she be here? Does she live here? And she responded as if she knows what I think. That gets me more confused.

"Yes! People should never be objectified". She repeated. "A person is always a person regardless of anything. We should never make people an object even so of love. No one should be an object of love for a person"

"How come you knew what I was thinking?" I asked.

"Well, it's pretty obvious. It's all written in your face - I mean, the things that you think." She responded.

I blushed. I didn't expect she's capable of reading people's mind.

She's looking at the vast sea. I tried to read what she's thinking but I can't. All I could see from her is an empty deep well. Or is it an empty well? Ahhhh!!! I don't know how to describe how she looks at the moment.

"How come people live just like the sea? They seem shallow but deep; seemingly finite but vast." She wondered.

I didn't expect that kind of statement. I always believed in the shallowness of people but here she is talking about the depth of humanity.

I remained silent as I don't know how to answer her query.

"I really would want to talk about random things like this to someone but I can't find anyone who's willing to listen to my weird thoughts." She muttered.

At that, I felt her loneliness. I felt her depth and her heart. This might be absurd to me who's incapable of emotion to feel this way.

"You could always talk about things to me. I'll listen." I was shocked of what I said.

But...

She turned to me and smiled. T'was the first time she smiled towards me. Usually, if we're in common setting, that is, when we are at school, she would frown at me. Not at this very hour though. She blessed me with that stunning smile.

I went home and slept with ease and with a smile painted in my lips.