"Heart shaped glasses ..."

She always wanted to have glasses with a frame like this... she loved this shape. But what does it really mean? That was the wirdest day in her life...she felt a strange boll in her stomach ...it was melting like a wax in her body. But she was cold. Because she was alone. She opened the photo album and looked at the photos. Photos,which maybe doesn't mean anything for anybody...except for her. These photos were special. They were talking to her in every moment of her life. They ment so much for her... there was one of them which was separated in two. It used to be her favourite one. She remembered that night...the forest,beautiful flames of the fire with hot soot all over them. Her eyes became bloody and sad. She dropped the photo and took of her heart shaped ribbon.It was a gift from...him. She convulsed and started sobing. There was nobody to soothe her,to hold her. She felt so alone. But she subsided...her decision for years was to be independent,to be separate. She was so tired of cheats. Everything she needed was to be happy. Suddenly she felt it- the happiness,her liberty. She stood up and went to the kitchen bargingly. Then the bell rang. She didn't want to answer it, but she felt at this very moment the same boll in her stomach. She knew that she must answer. She opened the door...there wasn't anybody. Only a little box with an old sheet on it. She picked up the sheet and read : "Happy birthday,my little girl with blue eyes..." . It was written with ugly little letters...but at these moment they were the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen in her life. She opened the box...there was her dream. The heart shaped glasses ... but now she understood that her dream wasn't to possess glasses like these ... her dream was that little letter . The happiness . Because that letter brought her so much happiness ... her eyes became clear. Clear,blue and tender . Just like the eyes she had when she was a child ...

Don't be a gardener of your Love...