There she was, on her three-inch silver shoes, shining like the stars in the dark clear night, cat walking in the cold and busy streets of Circuit Boulevard. Dressed in her champagne colored gown, she was about to make her way across the street with her soft golden hair, freely flowing perfectly off her shoulders like a golden mane, lying innocently upon her soft pinkish cheeks. And her luscious red lips lightened by those sweet smiles that made her eyes sparkle like white pearls in the ocean.
That night, she was as beautiful as a princess on a fairy tale with a happy ending. Standing across the street, beside the old theater door, the only reason for her lovely smile was her beloved prince. He was about to propose his eternal love to her.
Yet, there's no such thing as happy ending.
All of a sudden, when she was about to cross the avenue, a blinding light stroke her eyes, a detonating sound deafened her ears. Her heart was beating so fast that she almost couldn't contain it. Everything was in slow motion and right in front of her eyes, she saw him - her only love, eaten by the savage smokes and fires. She wanted to run after him, but she could not move from where she was standing. She couldn't do anything; they were both helpless. Her only love- the only reason for her sweet smile was....GONE!
"Gone!.....Gone!....Gone!"
These are the words that keeps on echoing in my head.
Words that my mouth keeps on uttering.
Words which i tried to search the real meaning from this 30-year old newspaper with the "Circuit Theater Suicide Bombing" news that I've witnessed.
Words that I keep on decoding in my head as these tears keep flowing.
In this hospital which they call sanatorium, I silently sit on this cold and quite corner, with my golden hair covering my sweet face; my chapped lips gloomed by these dead smile.
They name me insane, crazy, retard!
But I'm not...
I'm just miserable..
For in front of my very eyes, I lsot the only reason of my dreadful sweet smile - My BELOVED!
