Students' Work

Yellow sky

     December, I am here. I am listening your voice. I am figuring out your feels. In your name of this decade, you feel lonely. They all have gone and never back again. You lost them forever. Now, I am going to tell you. My heart is screaming, hoping love next to me. You know how I love so much. Where is him. Where is his vow?

            Now, I hear nothing his voice, his sexy tone, his funny laugh. The last voice that I hear was so sweet and smooth. He said “I love you”. He was he that I know. I am sitting down here, in the edge of my favorite pool where the cherry’s flowers are spreading in the air, waiting for someone special, Tom.

            When the sky was blue, when the rain would not fall in the long period, I wrote a letter in the yellow envelope. I wished that he read it with all of his heart. I tell my love on latters. He was Tom, my only Tom in my entire life.

            The first time, I saw him I know that there is special. My body was trembling. We were friends for three years in the same class. We met in April, when he passed the same door of the same class where we study for the next three years. From that day, I could see his face, hear his voice, smell his apple aroma every single day.

            The next April, in the edge of my favorite pool, I sit down on a large stone. I draw a butterfly which was flying in the yellow sky. Then, Tom was coming next to me. I felt the earth crushed the sun at that time. He called my name.

“Lenny, what happen with that sky?” his tone was so please, and his face was very fresh with the willing smile on it. I said nothing for a moment.

“I said, what happen with that sky?” he repeated his words.

“Yeah… this butterfly…. I wish…”

“That’s a beautiful butterfly, isn’t it?” he smiled again. The apple aroma is flowed by the wind.

“Um….you know that it likes flying. I wish that it can make friend with the sky.”

“Yeah, I ever heard that yellow means friendship, right?”

“Actually, last night I watched the theater in which was telling about yellow rose as the friendship symbol.”

“How is about love?”

“Love is love. It depends on you. Even, this picture can be my love’s symbol for you.”

“Cool. So, you would say that you are going give this picture to me to say you love me?”

“What will you do if I do it?”

“May be I’ll considerate it,” he smiled again and step away from that sweet pool.

            Anne, the charming girl with the bright skin and black long hair came to our class with Tom. She was in our class since one month ago. She was Tom’s cousin. Though, she was always beside Tom. She had the willing sweet smile as Tom had.

            In the next Sunday, Tom came again in my favorite pool. Sometimes, I wanna know why he never talked to me in class, but he was so please to me in this place.

“What do you think of me?” I talk first.

“Special,”

“Why you never talked to me in class?”

“For my special girl, I just can share with you in the special time also.”

“Could you give me your yellow sky?”

He smiled to me.  

            In the next day, I decided to send him my yellow sky and a letter to tell that I love him. Though, I did not see Tom. I give my picture to Anne. I trust to her. She looked nice and please. Anne promised me to give it to Tom.

            That Sunday, is the last time I see Tom. He never appeared again in the class and also in my favorite pool. I missed him so much. I did not get any replied letter from Anne. Finally in the last semester, Anne met me, she gave a letter in yellow envelope to me. I cry in my heart after read that. I only figured out the words saying that his heart was apart. He did not know if she loved me or not. But, in the last words, he said that he would give me the answer two years later in the sweet pool.

            December, after two years I accept his letter, I wait for him. But, he never come. He broken his own vow. I cry. I lock my self in my room. In my table, I find a letter in yellow envelope. It is sent by post office this morning. That is from Tom. In that letter, he said that he never accept my yellow sky, so he never appear in front of me again. There ia another sheet in that envelope. It said Tom Watson weds Anne bella.