![]() LongingA Story by treehugger
The sun is slowly setting; the sky is a fiery red as the sun battles with the approaching darkness. I can hear my brothers and sisters in the distance singing disturbing the peaceful silence with their noise; some find it beautiful, a natural chorus. I glance across the emptying park; she is still sitting by the oak, a blanket wrapped round her shoulders. She always comes just before dusk, sits in the same spot and reads until the sun goes down. I’ve watched her from the very first day. She is unlike anybody I’ve ever known or seen and everyday I fall a little bit more in love with her, sometimes I catch her glancing in my direction and my heart skips a beat. I know it’s wrong, I should not be feeling what I’m feeling. I’m different to her.
Some people wish they could fly away, be free as a bird but I want the opposite, I would give it all up in a heartbeat just so I could be with her.
As sorrow fills my heart with the dream which will never be, I flex my wings and soar into the sky. If only I were human.
© 2009 treehuggerAuthor's Note
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