She blew into the straw pipe. A glint and flicker in her eyes showed how
happy she was. She looked at him, sitting beside her. His perfect smile and the
sound of his hearty laughter taking her into a different realm. She broke off
from the world around her and went to her own oblivious, floating world, just
for a split second and thinking to herself, that if she could, she would
treasure this smile and laughter and place it in a trinket in her memory as to
never forget it. Little did she know that, she would, in the future, forget. She
would blame herself and cry till her throat ran dry and the streaks of tear-stains would become so excessive on her face that they were hardly
detectable. She just had to wait to see that day. The day she would swan dive a
million times in a limbo created by her own thoughts.
