I met a girl sitting beside the road, crying. I asked her what she was crying about and she looked at me with the most beautiful green eyes, but right now they were red from crying so much. “Boys lie.” I shook my head saying, “Not all boys.” She bowed her head back down and started crying again, “They all do to me.” I sat down next to her on the side of the road and thought for a minute.
Finally, I said, “I won’t lie to you. Ask me anything.” She sniffed and wiped her nose. “You’ll lie. All boys lie. You’ll tell me something to protect me, or to hurt me, or to keep me in my place. But you won’t tell me the truth.” I kicked at the dirt by the side of the road, “Nope. I’ll always tell you the truth.” The girl shook her head and sighed, “You’ll lie.” I poked her in the side a little. “C’mon, try me.” She giggled. It was a beautiful giggle. It was a sound made of spirit and things joyful.
“Okay. Do you love me?”, she eyed me warily. She smiled, thinking she’d caught me. I smiled back. “Yes.”, I said. The girl by the side of the road stopped and looked at me with a puzzled look. “How do you know you love me? You just met me.” I shrugged and said, “I just know.” She shook her head, slightly irritated, “But how do you know?” She stressed the “how” in her question, dragging it out of her lips. I shrugged again. “I just know. I knew the second I laid eyes on you.”, I said matter-of-factly.
The girl by the side of the road paced back and forth in front of me, thinking over my answers very carefully in her head. Then she stopped and looked at me. “I think you’re lying. All boys lie.” I took a step closer to the girl. “I’m not all boys.” She took a step forward, too, putting her hands on her hips, “You’re not?” I took another step forward towards the girl by the side of the road and I noticed something new about her. She had stopped crying and I saw all the little smile lines that had been hidden by the tears. I saw that she was beautiful in her imperfection, that if I were to hold them out, she would fit perfectly in my arms. “No. I’m not.”
The girl by the side of the road took another step towards me, now she was only inches from me. Something was happening to her. She was fading, disappearing in front of me. I began to see through her so I reached out. My hands went through the image of the girl but I felt nothing. She smiled at me, “Do you love me?” I looked in her eyes, “Yes.” The girl by the side of the road giggled, then said, “Will you love me for the rest of my life?”
The girl’s smile dropped and she started to say something until I held up my hand. “I’ll love you for the rest of mine.”, I said quietly. The girl’s smile returned and just before she faded from sight, I heard her whisper.
“I believe you.”