Heaven Knows OST: ♫ Nightingale by Demi Lovato ♫
Chapter 7.5: Anna
(Dominic’s third note pasted on Anna’s Diary)
I wanna be inside your Heaven
Take me to the place you cry from
Where the storm blows your way
I wanna be the earth that holds you
Every bit of air you’re breathing in, a soothin’ wind
I wanna be inside you Heaven
Meet me at the roof top after school.
~D.S
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Dear Diary,
Yesterday, I was swept away from the face of the earth. It was like the wind had carried me some place else where I wouldn’t feel the pain and the sadness. Just the harmony of the words that formed a story.
The skies weren’t as grey as they used to. The wind didn’t howl like it used to. And the sun, it shined brightly like Dominic Savio. He shined like the first break of day and the clouds crowd around him like a sea of onlookers, eager to listen to the beat of his words in symphony.
I was like a bird though; I flew high in the sky to hear his words come out of the clouds as they flow with the rhapsody of the wind. His voice was warm and serene. I could listen to him for hours. I could watch him talk and think of the colors of the rainbow after a heavy rainfall. He’s like a sun that never sets. Bright and unfailing.
He was like a storybook that opened to me in its own volition. Every word he says filled in the blank pages of the book creating a different kind of story. I paid attention to him as he read to me. His story was not what I heard before. It’s not a tale of epic or a fairytale to bear. But it speaks of life where people live with the cause of what’s keeping them alive. It filled my ears like music, a beautiful set of notes in synchronization. And I thought: what other stories in life could possibly speak of a boy whose name is Dominic Savio.
He walked me home that day and I let him because I wanted too. I didn’t want to deprive myself of him. It would be selfish of me to deserve him but I wanted to be selfish. Maybe just for today or tomorrow and the next day. I just realized that people can get tired too if they keep on doing the same things they do. But we’re just human. We get tired but then we never give up. Maybe that’s why we still wake up for another day.
“Is he your boyfriend?” Mama asked me.
“No.” I said as I watch him leave from our window.
“Does he know?”
“No.” I sighed and I draw the curtains down. I started to my room and Mama followed.
“Are you going to tell him?”
“No.”
I know what she meant and it’s easy to answer “no” when there are a few “yes-es” to say.
As I rest my head in my pillow, I watch the shadows that form in the curtains. They look like beasts but they don’t frighten me anymore. I realize that there are far more things to be scared of—including life.
And as I fall asleep, I think of Dominic Savio and the light he brings like a brightly lit sun.
I smile as I write this down on your pages. I wonder how long will this smile linger. I wonder if my own words would also link to Dominic’s story. If something so heavy won’t pour rain from a cloud and bring the sunlight instead.
Without Wax,
Anna
(A/N: Dominic’s note is the lyrics to a song called Inside your Heaven by Carrie Underwood.)
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