Since I was little, I've always loved to climb up the roof of our house and watch the stars. The brightest star would always catch my attention. I would look at it for minutes and think that somewhere in the world, there's the other half of my soul, looking at the same star. Just as enticed to it's enchanting glow as I am.

Decades later, I met her. At first I was rather overwhelmed. I did not know how to behave whenever around her. I found her rather scary. Perhaps, I was scared because behind my mind lurks the idea that she could be that girl on the other side of the world, gazing at the brightest star with me and yet she could be not. Or perhaps, I was afraid that she might destroy my balance. Or perhaps, I was afraid to have my heart torn into pieces. I shall never be certain which reason. But what is certain is that I was afraid. And then she faded away like she was just a beautiful daydream that came to me one summer morning.

One day, I found her wondering at the brightest star again. And then she smiled. I just sit on the roof, wondering at the brightest star with her. I just know in my heart that the bightest star's glow is far different than I remembered. When I look at the star, I see her smile. I just know deep in my heart that there was something different about that smile. It's the lonliest smile i've ever seen in my entire life. And as look at that brightest star, I just feel deep in my soul, that it's the bluest glow I've ever seen amidst the darkest night sky.

Tonight, I shall send her my sweetest smile so that when she looks at that brightest star, she'll feel deep in her soul that it's yet the most cheerful glow she'd ever see amidst the darkest night sky. And she'd realize deep in her heart that the darkest night is not at all the darkest. Not at all...

La vie n'est pas toujour facile ;-D