"The Story of the Tree"
I once met a boy for two days and two nights. He showed me endless inspiration, brought back many childhood memories, and told me a beautiful story about a tree.
He is a singer, and before I left his city, I drew him a picture of his voice.
Time passes by; we walked down our own paths, fell in and out of love, and lead our separate lives. But I have never forgotten those two days with him. Where he showed me a world which continued to live inside me.
Suddenly one day he wrote me that he had always kept that picture of his voice on him.
Two years worth of emotions, stories, feelings, all came back at full impact like an instant burst of fireworks. We went crazy for each other.
We met again, in a forest in the south. And spent 45 beautiful hours together. We experienced a world we have always wanted to see. He made me feel alive, independent, and free again.
We became closer; embraced in a way we were not able to the first time we met. And this time, he showed me a real tree, it was growing on his back.
- The story had grown on him. And took me away with it.