Do You Believe?

"Hey, can I ask you a question?" She asked me as we looked up at the starry night sky lying down alongside each other. The grass tickled at our feet a light cool breeze carrying the leaves across the dark sky only a shadow drifting across our view. I took a deep breath, sighed at her question wondering what she was gonna ask.

"Yeah sure go ahead I don't mind," I say my voice wavering slightly from its normal chill semi-deep tone, and she giggles at my nervousness. Her laugh eases me a little.

"Do you believe in magic?". It was an absurd question to ask. I was thinking for a second is she secretly some wizard or mage from another world? My mind wandered and eventually came back to the question at hand.

"You mean like the stuff you see in anime and movies? If that's the case then of course not dummy, but I do think that there's something that we still don't understand in this world, something perhaps even science can't explain, and I think that's pretty magical to me.

"You're so silly, but I would think that magic does exist in this world, it's just that we don't notice it. Do you believe in things like karma?" Her soft voice is so innocent and in such awe of the complexities that make up life.

"I think that karma is a b*tch." I laugh while her glare burns into my head. My chuckle slowly stops and I deliver my response, "I do think that karma is the idea that someone who does something bad will have something bad happen to them or that your acts of selflessness are rewarded. It doesn't have to be immediate, but I believe that karma will give people what they deserve." My answer gets me thinking about my life. The things I've done. Good or bad. Has karma gotten to me on what I've done? Have my sins in life outweighed the blessings I've given people. I didn't know. "Hey, do you think that if I did something bad, something really really terrible that I would get what's coming to me? Even if I didn't mean it."

"I think that you would get something coming for you to bite you for what you did, but I think that whoever or whatever controls this karma thing knows that at heart you are a good person. You really have got to believe me on that. Look people make mistakes, some big some small, but what can we do we're human, and if you really are the good person that I think you are then in the end your future will be one that you are happy with. If you do make it big one day please do remember me." Her words dug deep into my emotions not only reassuring me but making my heart skip a beat. "I believe that everyone has a destiny set out for them, but most people think everything is set in stone, but I think that people can change, and their destinies can change. If you don't like where life is taking you then you have to take the wheel and start a new path of fate. The people you meet in life, and the way they influence you may be all that is fate. The friends you create, your family, and the enemies that hate all shape your destiny. The people that you love.." Her words cut out from her long monologue after she said those last words she was quiet. Her eyes started to show a sorrowful gaze as she lonesomely looked into the stars. She begins speaking again, "The stars way up above us, do you think that. They are lonely? So far away from one another do they ever feel isolated, and alone. Or is love just something that we humans feel? Do you believe in love?" she whispers, her voice saddening almost quaking.

"Love huh. I'm guessing that's why you asked to come out tonight. That's why you've been so uneasy this past week." I realize that she's had this on her mind for quite some time now after she's undergone heartbreaks and breakups. I continue, "Well to me I would like to believe in love. I think that love to me is the feeling of being secure, and comfortable with whoever you're with. To love people is to love the idea that they are ok with the real you, and to be in love with someone is to believe that you can spend the rest of your life with them. They accept who you are and you accept who they are. You bring out the best of each other and care for one another..." My eyes slowly tear up, "... I guess that's what love is, and that's the loving I want in life."

She looks at me as a single tear slowly makes its way down the side of my face. It shines in the moonlight. She lifts her soft small hands and wipes it from my face. Her hand was so gentle it felt like a butterfly soft in its touch lightly grazing my face. My heart raced I felt butterflies in my stomach. She let out a soft giggle, "If that's what you think about love then, I think I'm in love with you." The sorrow now gone from her eyes now filled with happiness, and love. I turn to face her.

"I love you too," I reply. We lie there looking at each other under the moonlight wind blowing butterflies flying in the dark. Whatever magic forces there are in this world karma, destiny, fate, love. It all brought us together here, and it's just where I want to be for the rest of my life.