Like a rainbow in the evening sky. Beautiful, but only for a moment. When the rainbow appeared in the sky, I had time to breathe with hopes…
I once liked a man so much. His name is beautifully engraved on my heart like a brief rainbow in the afternoon sky. I consciously mention his name every night in prayer. I like him. Very much. I was falling for him so deep, so I thought I could breathe with hopes. Without that hopes, I would not have been able to live and would have no purpose. The hope that I had for him keep me going and making me endure the day. Because of him, I had a dream. A big dream.
Just like a rainbow on the afternoon sky, in the end, he disappeared. Slowly he disappeared. My eyes, dazzled by his colors, were clouded with tears. I was so sick. My heart, which was warm because of hopes, is now cold and numb. It takes time to accept the fact that the rainbow you dreamed of is gone. Now there is no more hope. At that moment, I lost my dream.
At the end of the last day of autumn, I looked up at the rainbow-free sky. In a hopeless breath, I realized that his name was still beautifully engraved in my heart. The evening sky has lost its rainbow, but my heart still holds his name. Looking up at the night sky and smiling, then I said, “Thank you. Thank you for being in my life. It was just a moment, but I am so grateful to have met you. Because of you, I had the beautiful days, the sunny days and the hopes. Because of you, I dare to dream big.”
