She just came home, tired yet satisfied from an annual get-together with her friends back in secondary school.
It's always great meeting old friends, she thought. Meeting them is akin to returning home. It is so effortless and comfortable, everything just feels right, while it lasted at least.
Still, all good things come to an end.
It was time to say good bye, and head home.
It was a great night, she thought. How much she has missed them.
When everyone moves on in life and walk their separate paths, it's hard to keep in contact.
That's right, it felt like returning home.
As minutes go, the feeling of emptiness began mounting, a little at a time.
She shrugged it off. Must be how I'll miss seeing my friends, after all it's only once a year, she thought.
Yet with every step she took, her heart grew heavier.
Back at home, the void in her took root. Something was on her mind.
Still, she tried to shrug it off
Resorting to arranging music scores to distract herself.
Minutes passed, and her heart started to ache.
She stopped arranging. It's no use.
She had to face it, or it might eat her up.
She stared into space
Into the void
The void threatening to swallow her whole
The merciless, innate void she had to battle with for years
She was turning 20 in a matter of weeks.
Time is not in her favour, she thought.
What would she do with this loneliness in her heart? Eating inside of her?
What would she do with her life if she could not achieved her life dream?
She was alone, and felt alone.
She was single, never dated before, and yet yearned for a life partner
She is a dreamer
An avid dreamer, at that.
She dreams of all the dates that she never went on
She dreams of awkward first kisses, awkward confessions
She dreams of the warmth when her hand is held and fingers are interlocked
She dreams of someone that she never met
She dreams of the adventures they would embark on
Making memories of the past, building their lives for a future together
She dreams of cooking for him, although she's not a good cook herself
She dreams of caring for someone she never met
The starlit ocean
The moonlit horizon
The land breeze so strong, it could carry emotions into an eternity they vowed to work towards to
On the breakwater
The moonlight perfectly captures two embracing silhouettes
She said 'yes'
She dreams of a proposal from a guy she has never met
She is a hopeless romantic
She is shy, whimsical, a little out of this world when she daydreams
I don't wish for much, she tells herself
Just the love of my life
Please?
She was terrified
Deep inside
Is this an insecurity uncalled for in an age where women are supposed to be independent?
Was her desire unjustified?
She dare not speak about it to her friends
She would let the void swallow her in, bit by bit
Back at home, it didn't feel like home
Back at home, alone, she was forced to face her insecurities once again
Back at home, alone, her mind was allowed to wander
Stop it. Stop daydreaming.
STOP IT
But I can't, she conceded
I am a dreamer, by nature.
I've tried many times, but I just can't.
What am I to do then?
This void...
It's turning into a black hole, expanding and threatening to take me whole
Is it possible to miss someone I've never met?
She missed him dearly.
She wanted to see him.
She was tired of waiting.
She wanted to return home.
She wanted to return home.
To a home, she knows, will be there for eternity.
A home that will fill her void.
A home that would assure her
She wouldn't be alone ever again.
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