I was living on my own and I felt terrible. Where are all the people who were living with me in the big house?. God threw at me a very fast curved ball and now all of a sudden I was walking all alone thru the streets of an empty life. I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes looked so tire and wasted from so much crying, I came to the conclusion that nobody really cared, people only cared about their own lives. I had lost my faith and decided not to pray anymore, for me it was a waste of time, it seemed God was deaf when I prayed.
The day was sunny and not a cloud in sight, I was walking by the park close to the library and I saw a guy sitting in one of the benches singing with his guitar, the melody was soft and somehow it sounded like an Irish ballad. From where I was standing I saw he was blond, maybe in his early twenties. The song was so soft it soothed my heart, for a moment I lost track of time. He looked my way and for a moment our eyes connected but a few seconds later he went on singing and playing his guitar. So many things bad things had happened to me that all I wanted was something good to appear so I could have a chance to be happy for once in my life, I decided to walk away and go home, I was pretty sure love was out of my reach, the Irish ballad was just a moment for my heart acke to paused for a while but nothing else but at that moment I didn't know how life was going to change for me starting that sunny day at the park.
(to be continued)...
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