Musings: Once

Once, long ago, there lived a girl who couldn't bring herself to believe her good fortune. She believed herself to be unworthy and undeserving of being loved. For as long as she could remember, she felt odd, different, too unlike anyone else to attract the love she so desired. And yet, she never gave up the hope of finding someone who could see her for all that she thought she might could be.

Once, long ago, there lived a boy who had a gift. His special magic involved viewing life in slow motion and not letting real time blur the images before him. He heard things that others couldn't hear, saw things others couldn't see.

One day the boy saw the girl. Really saw her. He heard her that day as well. As life rushed by, with people moving in and out and through the moments, he stood still and observed. Before him stood a creature unlike he had seen before. She was different. He wanted to know her and find out what made her stand apart.

Once, long ago, the boy cradled the girl in his arms on a warm, summer night. The girl felt lost, scared, fearful of losing her new found love. Tears slowly spilled down the girl's cheeks as the boy softly, barely whispered these words into her ear,

"On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are"

At first, she was confused. But then she realized that he had carefully chosen those words to tell her that he knew she was special, knew that she would need to be protected and cherished. His arms tightened around her and her heart melted.

Once, long ago, a boy took a chance and a girl dared to dream.