Reflection

Dreaming of the ocean

Warm spring night. As the sun already sat, the girl is sitting on her balcony, reading a book, the book is beautiful, it's cover has two lovers holding each others hands, their hands are covered in flowers that raise up to their shoulders. She loves reading love stories, she loves romantic movies, she is in love with the 'idea of love', she's always looked at couples with warm eyes and some kind of desire. However, the girl has never experienced any type of love, not even from her so said friends, but she did receive love from her mother. Her mother raised her alone, she's lost her father due to a horrible illness. She saw her father suffer for years, she never knew when the moment to say goodbye would come. She hoped, and hoped, and prayed for her father to get better... God didn't listen to any of her prayers. She told her father that he'll be better by the next Christmas.. Sadly, he passed away few days later. Her mother tried her best to raise her in the best way possible, she offered her love, anything she ever asked for, despite, she never asked for much. The only thing she's never had, was love from a man. She was raised without any other family members, the only two that she had were her father and mother. She realised that maybe it wasn't bad that her mother raised her, but she wanted her mom to experience love again. Her mom hasn't found anyone yet... The girl wasn't loved by anyone romantically. She's never experienced a so said "teen romance". Neither was she very much loved by people her age. She tried makeup, she tried new clothes, she tried making herself likeable. What she received all the time were harsh comments, people calling her scary, unfortunate, having bad faith. She couldn't understand what was so scary about her, she tried every hairstyle, every clothing style, makeup style, yet people didn't want to be around a girl who "brings doom into the world". Her eyes were very sharp, color beautiful like whiskey, her hair long and dark brown like warm coffee, she loves wearing her hair into two braids. She reduced her makeup to mascara and eyeliner and, maybe, some lipstick. Her clothing style to elegant but simple. She doesn't like to draw attention to herself.
As she's reading she takes a sip of her tea and raises her head to look at her surroundings. She noticed the moon was in the waning crescent phase. The stars were so pretty that night, she wished she lived somewhere away from all the city lights, she loved the ocean too, she loved how the moon reflected into the waves at night.