"It was very confusing when I first noticed the increase in retweets. I cannot believe so many people are invested in my story. At first, I didn't get why but then I read the retweets and realized people are trying to help me complete my story. Some of them are happy that I have finally found someone in my life. I couldn't get how strangers could be so happy over my sunshine. But then I again realized this was the upside of social media. Strangers feel for you. But not every one of them was sweet and courage-provider. Some of them called me wuss or coward. They seemed to think that if I love the unknown girl so much then I should find her.
I get it. I understand. I can visit the hospital she was admitted to and could find her whereabouts. But the last time I tried contacting her, I saw her deranged condition. And call me a maniac or overthinker but I have already lost so many things, I can't lose her too. So if I want her to come to me, there's no problem with that, right?
This unknown girl has taught me patience in my life. I know things will turn to the best when she will arrive, but it's been 10 tweets and 7 weeks since I have last seen her. Where she could be. Where you could be?
Yesterday, I saw this white lily and instantly felt that I have seen it before. Sure you see white lilies everywhere. From the book, you used to study in kindergarten to movies. But I couldn't put my finger on why do I feel so much resemblance towards that particular lily.
But then again, doesn't every lily looks the same? This lily has me confused ever since I saw it. How is it possible that one single flower has so much control over me? Is it somehow related to you? Is it seen by me somewhere near you?
Or is it just me being paranoid and needs to chill?
Another factor I have achieved by you is that I become easily paranoid and second think about almost everything. It has become too tiring. But it is worth it. It is all worth it. Because you are my destination. So no matter how exhausting the journey is, I am eager to get through it because my destination is you.
In search of you, my love.
To,
The unknown girl with the red purse.
From,
Love, 7509."
"Is it over?" asked the bedridden Sarah.
"Yes." Sheryl tried displeasingly.
"Okay. You can go now." Sarah said.
"Sarah..." Sheryl began to say.
"I don't want to hear anything!" Sarah interrupted. I wanted to hear that tweet so I asked you to come and say it to me since I cannot literally do anything now except being in this stupid bed 24/7. So you can go and not be with the sad case such as me." Sarah said furiously.
Sheryl inhaled a deep breath and got up and left. After she left, Sarah wept.