She was running in circles, with her arms open is a horizontal way, in the garden and he was just sit down asking himself if she has lost her mind, he didn't really cares anyways, she always was a weird girl, but she wasn't seven years old anymore but ten! she should act as a girl of her age, shouldn't she? he asked himself.
- Why are you doing that? It's too childish. Giving her a bad look.
- It is okay though. She answered him with a big smile on her face.
He stayed quite and she stopped playing to go and sit by his side, not too close though, otherwise he'll stand up and go immediatly.
- Do you really don't know why I am flying? She said while she looked at him seriously.
- Flying? You're not flying but running in circles around the garden Malika! Answered him starting to get nervous.
- Am I? She answered pretending to be surprised.
- Yes you are. He said carelessly.
- I was flying, but you didn't notice. I was trying to make the flowers happy. As you can see there's not butterflies right now so the flowers must be sad without butterflies. I was trying to let them think I am a butterfly so they may be happy. She answered in a serious tone.
- You're hopeless. He said amazed of her insanity.
- You're a butterfly too. She told him looking down and a bit ashamed cause of her ideas.
- I am not. How dare you to say something like that? He said in anger
- I am a flower and you're a butterfly to me since you came back. She said while a few tears appeared up in her eyes.
- Oh, geez. Don't over react. He said looking away.
- I miss you these vacations. She said smiling now and cleaning her face.
- I didn't. He answered in a low voice.
- It's okay, as long as you're back, it's okay. You're the best friend I've ever had, you know so, right? She told him opening her eyes a lot curious about his answer.
- I know. He said and a half smile was draw on his face.
After all, they both were happy, even when the sadness wasn't away enough to let them be for more than a few minutes. Still those minutes were enough to feel over them the mercy of God for the friends.
Great one ,dear :)
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Deletefeeling are signature of presents of god particle in any relationship , also its hurt same , i think your blog story was great explanation of feeling and thoughts ,which play in mind , thanx
ReplyDelete^_^ You must be right. Thanks to you :)
DeleteI love it and you're butterfly too :')
ReplyDeleteWho's butterfly? I'm certainly not his... It's okay though.
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