As I was beginning to slide the book open,some strange force made me look back.I was not expecting to see anything or anyone,so I'm really surprised to witness how sudden Peter pan came into my view..
He's standing there,still young,still on his usual costume and the still with the same shoes(the most familiar yet the strangest shoes).I want to smile...
I really do...
But I tried hard for my lips not to draw it and just keep it tightened.I look at his face and start to read it (rather than my riverton book),but I can't.His face is clouded by many things I can never understand.Before confusion strikes my psyche,I finally manage to wonder...
Wonder if Peter Pan knows how long how long I have waited for his visit or how much I've wished for it.Wondered if he knows how massive it is for me or how my heart longed for even just a second of being with him again.
He opens his lips and magical words came out of it.Those are the words I can only hear him say on my dreams and imaginations.They echoed and brought a cerise glow to my cheeks (which I doubt that he noticed).I can feel my heart flutter against my ribcage.It's unspeakably wonderful.
But I already prepared myself.Constantly thinking that it is just a visit...
to be cont....
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