You took a Polaroid of us, then discovered
The rest of the world is black and white, and we were in screaming colour
I went back there. The little park-like site in the corner of the city. We used to go there all the time and it was like our little realm. It wasn't that big of a park, but we could get lost in it- and each other, for hours. Just behind the park was a little forest. Not to deep. It seemed like a camping site. But I've never seen anyone camping there, just little children with their parents playing hide and seek behind the trees.
We used to have picnics at this park. The park was rather blunt and dull on cloudy days. I would usually slip into the cutest most simple outfit I have. The floral prints and knee length skirt, he would fall in love with me all over again. And he would do he his classic thing. Rocking the long hair slicked back and a plain white tee. I looked very 1950's romance film heroine-ish with my picnic basket.
"Taylor," he pulled up his long pants, sitting down. My skirt was in complete camouflage with the picnic blanket. Harry took out a retro camera that was really small and cute. He turned it around to take a picture of us. Such a way to reserve this memory.
We talked and laughed the evening away. I spotted a couple of children playing hide and seek behind the trees. Time after time, I've grown fonder of the idea of playing hide and seek behind trees. It didn't seem like such a deep forest. After exchanging heartfelt compliments with Harry, we decided to play hide and seek with him. It seemed adorable.
"Okay," Harry had his face pushed against the trunk of the tree. He started counting to twenty, as I ran with my legs kicking up high behind me. I ekt like I was in a romance film.
I ran straight into the trees. It ran and ran and ran. It seemed deeper than it appeared to be. As I was running, I stumbled upon a twig in the ground. Then I got up, dusting off the leaves on my shoulders. Then I knew I was deep into the forest enough. I stood there, hugging this tree that had the size just enough to be wrapped around my arms. The I stood like I was waiting for the bus to come. I lost all sight of the clear.
I could hear the sound of my own voice being multiplied by tens. When I was in the clear, I could barely hear my own voice because there was so many people. I stared down on my watch and saw it was about 7 pm. The sun was about to set. I was debating between staying a t that exact spot or moving.
Are we in the clear yet?
I could not resist myself. I know the number one rule when it comes to being lost is that you have to stay where you are. But rebellious me, the alter ego took over my thoughts and my rationality and I moved forward with the heaviest heart.
My cell phone was out of service. And I bet if I shouted no one would hear me. I was breathing very heavily. I can hear a million other voices yet I was the only one there, st least in a 40 metre radius. I was about to have a panic attack. And it was at that point that I was about to have a hallucination.
Then I heard twigs being stepped on. Therefore, that means there were footsteps. Therefore, that means that someone was approaching me. I tried not to turn around and tried to think positively that the figure that was approaching me was a person and not something else.
The person tapped me in the shoulder. That made me shudder. I willed my cowardice to turn around. "Boo!", harry practically put his face and zoomed it into mine, while letting out his loudest voice possible, eyes googling like they were about to fall out.
And to my surprise, I didn't scream in utter shock. I just started pulling this look of disdain. Harry has the picnic basket and the blanket on his hands. He pointed towards my left. I saw the car. He put his hands around me and led me towards the car. I breathed heavily in relief.
