To Unrequited Love
[ Inspired from Tennessee William's play "The Glass Menagerie"] I walked carefully down the path leading to the park lest anyone takes the slightest notice of me. It had been a year almost that I was out again for strolling at that hour of the day. A fresh rush of evening breeze nearly knocked me down as I struggled against its force to hold my scarf closely wrapped around my face. I reached my destination within just a couple of minutes hastily to avoid the glances of people on the road that nearly pierced through my soul. I seated myself on a wooden bench at a lonesome corner of the lawn as I watched from distance the children playing and their parents lost in laughter and talk. I was so engrossed with myself that I did not feel the presence of someone else seated on the bench facing mine and staring at me for quite a long I supposed. As I looked up, he responded with a gentle smile. I smiled back. Next, to my amazement