Prologue
Some people say that kids love is the purest and most innocent that can exist. Also, some say that it can never be forgotten. But others say that this kind of love is so easy to forget.
But I, I still remember it.
His brown eyes were bigger than the usual for a Korean male. His light skin, it contrasted with his blushed cheeks. His sweet voice and his brown hair moving to the wind's rhythm.
I don't know how I remembered all of those details.
For a 5 year-old girl, love is something that always has a happy ending. We believe that life is like the life that princess and ladies have in the movies.
I was crying in the middle of the park. I must be crying with all my strength because a boy came up to me.
-Why are you crying?
In the middle of tears and sobs I only could stammer "My doll".
-Ahh. Don't worry, I'll find it.
The moment I hear those words immediately my eyes were looking at him. He smiled me. Its beautiful smile and the security that he said those words caused that my crying ceased.
I saw it to take me of the hand and to carry me after him.
We covered almost the whole park searching for it. Upon arriving at a small hole among some bushes, he quickly freed my hand to be able to reach for the objective of our search.
-¡Lily!
I could not be happier to have found it. My faithful friend, a cloth doll that mom had made for me and that was the only memory that reminded me her.
-I promised you it – he said smiling me again.
-¡You are my hero! - I responded him happy and I kissed his cheek.
It had seen in the movies that the ladies that were saved did that to their heroes. I saw how his cheeks blushed quickly.
-Want to play with me? – He asked me, indicating some swings.
For about 3 hours we played together. And those 3 hours united us for weeks.
One of the most curious things was this: we never exchanged names. For our age, that was only a mere unnecessary procedure and we did not care more than playing and to be happy.
-Oppa – I told him – I'm tired.
-I'm very fast for you? - He said laughing.
-That is because your legs are longer- I said, joking with him.
We both sat down under a great tree. His face showed worry.
-Tomorrow we will not be able to play- He said sadly - Mom says that we should return to Seoul.
-I will not see you anymore?
Both were silent.
In spite of the little time that we knew each other, our entire day consisted of playing together. In that place there were almost no families with children, and the ones that had, the children did not seem interesting to me.
-I can see you when you want. I only have to take a bus.
-Seriously!- Upon hearing this I could not avoid a smile.
-Hey, can you promise me not to change?
-Ah?
His face blushed upon saying those words. He took one of my hands and looked away from me.
-That… you…you are MY friend. Only mine. Will you promise?
-I promise it- I responded immediately- But… will you play again with me?
And his face turned toward me.
Upon seeing it my heart beat faster. With the other hand that was free he took from his pocket a wood puzzle piece. He took a stone that there was near a fence and drew two children on the puzzle piece. Then he broke it in half and kept the one that had the girl. He handed the one with the boy on it to me.
-What is this? – I asked him.
-They are us- he smiled
Immediately afterwards, he took the hand in which he held the half of the piece.
-I promise to play again with you and to see you. In this park.
I smiled at him.
-And I promise to take care of you again. I am your hero, no?
I laughed upon hearing those words.
And a drop fell. And a second drop. And many drops of rain came to fall.
-It will be better that we return home – I told him without freeing his hand.
-Wait.
And I could feel that his lips were pressing on to mine.
-I love you.
-Me too.
And those were the last words that we exchanged.
And the days passed, the weeks, the months. But he never returned to that park. And little by little he passed on to become only a pretty memory.
My best pretty memory.