Stars and Metaphors
The sky was full of stars and the moon brightly shone. I was sitting alone under the Cherry Blossoms tree, deep in thoughts; I did not notice someone sat beside me.
That someone broke the silence as she speaks lightly while facing the dark sky, "You know Natsume, I really love staring at the stars." I did not respond, nonetheless, I looked up towards the direction she's staring at, the stars.
It was then my mind drifted on her, this woman sitting beside me. Slowly, I faced her and unconsciously stopped breathing for a second as her fragrance lingered.
"I liked the melancholic night better than the sunny day", this pea- brained girl had yet to utter those words breaking my current state. I then avert my gaze from her. "Why?", I asked her.
"The night's much more inclined to people's true emotions. By day, people would spend them with other people and relishing each moment, without having much time and effort to think of their own selves. But as night time comes, then and there people would come in contact with their true selves. Being alone and you are your own company, it's like you're having a heart to heart talk or a one-on-one conversation with your own self."
I was surprised. This little girl, this so- called stupid idiotic little girl really has a lot of wisdom beneath her exterior façade. I then diverted my gaze upwards, to the stars.
I let out a small smile. I extended my arms towards her shoulder and neared her ears to my mouth. I whispered something and stood up. Before I left, I continued to observe her reactions; her glowing cheeks blushing, her lips a bit separated, and her head facing me. Slowly, she grinned.
"I prefer the night. I desire the stars I see during night time as compared to the sun I see during the day. The stars give light to darkness, the same as you give light to my darkness".- Natsume to Mikan.