Rejection-1

  BASH

  Damn if it doesn’t hurt being rejected. Being rejected by someone you love and you thought she has feelings for you. I feel so embarrassed, and I need to run away from her. I can’t even face her.

  I sit on a stone plate in front of a small pond. The wind is chilly, but I don’t want to get inside the house, yet. I’m still upset. I frown and look down the water, and I see my reflection--a very sad Bash. I also see the crescent silver moon. I place my hand on my chin, leaning my elbows on my knees. I lift my chin up and am just amazed at the night sky with uncountable twinkling stars above me.

  I always think about her whenever I saw the sky full of stars. That’s how fascinated I am with Trinity. Those freckles on her face are like stars twinkling on her face.

  She’s also like the sky--she seems near, yet she’s so far. But even the sky is still reachable, right? I’m not losing hope, especially now that we shared precious moments.