Finding April

It was an event where the youth from all over the country gather to one place and give thanks and praises to their god. It was a gloomy day like all of your surroundings is filtered by one of Instagram filters.

I was looking for this girl and she’s named April. She is a fine, young lady. Short but cute. I admire her awesome smile and jolliness. She’s one-of-a-kind girl to be a friend. Her thinking is more mature than mine actually and I hate it.

Anyway, I’d been looking for her since the start of the event and I can’t seem to find her. Then there’s this one girl that approached me and I thought she’s that girl but it wasn’t. But I knew her. It’s just that, I can’t think of her name. Then I started to look for her like searching for a girl who have her looks. I found one actually but only the hair and smile resembles her.

All day I’d been searching for her but I’m out of luck so I wasn’t able to find April. When that day ended, I remembered, I just sat in one of the benches in the place and think of her. How’s she doing right now? Did she even miss me? Or did she even think of me?

I don’t know. It’s just that I miss her too. And it’s been almost one year and a half since I’ve seen her. I just wish that maybe I could catch up to her sometime even just for one day.

I just wish it would be like that.

To be with April.

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