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I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING

Somebody's Miracle- Liz Phair

Aria sat in a little café as she people watched. It was a favorite past time for her and it helped her get new ideas for characters in her books and short stories. Today though, Aria was grumpy. She didn't know why or what had happened to make her so unhappy, but for some reason she was just down. It seemed like the only people she noticed were happy couples. It had been so long since her break up that she could barely remember why it had ended in the first place.

She sat in the café looking out the window at the outside world. She saw people, millions of people. There goes somebody's miracle walking down the street. There goes some other fairytale; I wish it could happen to me. She was depressed, that everyone else got a fairytale but she got nothing, or at least so far all she had were faint memories of her fairytale. Was she too attached to her old love to even think about finding anyone new? If so, how could she let it go? Could she let it go? Here she sat, at this little round table thinking. Thinking about her love life, if she shall ever have one at all.

She looked down at her reflection in the glass table and wondered if she was too weak to have any faith in her finding her soul mate. Then she thought about this statement. She came to the conclusion that she was not weak; she had already found her soul mate. Because, of course, no one would be her true soul mate; no one but him.

Aria remembered back to her time in high school. It had been hard to date her AP English teacher, but they had made it work because they loved each other. They snuck around; it felt like a real fairytale for her, and she felt like she finally belonged. She was so restless in love with him that sometimes she couldn't concentrate on anything. Things were fine, she recalled, but then she changed her mind. She had broken it off, she remembered, because she was scared of him leaving her.

'Now I see how wrong and reckless I've been…' she thought to herself.

She prayed everyday that she would somehow find him one day. She thought about him every night before she went to bed, and had dreams that he would come tumbling in on a white horse. That she would be able to apologize for her wrong-doing and maybe, just maybe, he would take her back. What was she kidding? This wasn't some Taylor Swift song; her life was real. For that to happen, and Aria wished it would come true one day, she would need a miracle. Aria put her pen to paper and started to write about her heartbreak and her distrust in love.

"It's just love has needs that love only knows. Watch a couple stay close, it's like the bloom of a rose…" she wrote down on her purple notebook. This thick purple notebook held everything. From ideas for stories to her feelings, the purple notebook was her life. It let her hold onto things she never wanted to forget. Unfortunately, it also held onto the bad memories too.

She never cried herself to sleep over this. She wouldn't let anyone see how she was really feeling. The only one how she told her feelings to was him. She kept her feelings locked away from the rust of the world along with her tears and never let them fall from her eyes. One day she woke up to find she had lost herself. She had lost herself to the sorrow she felt. Her life had left her for someone else. Even her life was upset with how she had handled herself.

She looked out the window again. "There goes somebody's miracle walking down the street. There goes some other fairytale, I wish it could happen to me…" she thought.

Just then she heard someone call her name. It was a familiar voice. It brought comfort to her soul. Only one voice had done that before. She turned to see him. The one she had only dreamed of. The one who haunted her writing and her singing and anything else that could be haunted.

"Ezra…"

He came over slowly and sat down beside her. She about fainted in his presence.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Um, I've been okay… I'm a writer…" I offered.

"That's good. I do know you're a writer. I've read all your work. I always knew you were talented."

"How…? I'm under a penname…"

"Please Aria. I would know your writing anywhere. And your first book was the story of us."

This made her smile. At least he was a fan…

"So, how have you been?"

"I've been okay. Not great since you left."

This was the breaking point. Her years of tears fell from her eyes. He seemed startled before grabbing her hand to comfort her.

"I am so sorry Ezra! That was the biggest mistake I've ever made! I-I still love you…"

Her hand flew over her mouth. She shocked herself by saying it, but she knew the moment she did that it was true. He lips formed a tender smile.

"I still love you too."

He pulled her into a warm embrace as she cried tears of happiness. She was somebody's miracle. She was a fairytale. She was strong. The best part was that Ezra had known these things all along.