Lilies That I Knew You

Sitting in a small cafe with a book in my hand and coffee beside me, I remember Paris in springtime.

One day I feel in love

It was just like a butterfly

Emerging from its chrysalis

Walking through a street surrounded by multicoloured flowers, stopping at one of the shop to smell the perfume of spring blossoms - these are the moments that gave me the meaning of Paris in the spring. One day after buying lilies (one of my favorite flowers) I found myself in the cafe having a cup of coffee and watching people pass by the window. Suddenly there was man sitting opposite me and smiling at me. I smiled back at him and continued to drink my coffee.

When I put my cup down he had gone, so I finished my coffee and I went to work. I was thinking of him as I walked. I went home after the busy day and when I stepped inside I saw, to my amazement, my apartment was full of different kind of lilies. That night I couldn’t sleep. I tried to think who has done this for me and after a while I was thinking of that man in the cafe: how attractive and cute he was. I liked his smile when he looked at me and remembered how happy I felt when I saw him. Despite only seeing him once I hope he would be beside me forever. It seemed, though, that l did not have any chance of being his friend. Everyday I went to the cafe to see if he is there but he wasn’t there. One day the news corporation that I worked for choose me to do a report on an opulent man and his son who was getting marry to an attractive lady who as the daughter of the Prime Minister of France.

I wore my best clothes because I was aware that they did not treat normal people as equals. It was a large house that I had never seen before but the people were pleasant to me. While I was at the interview the father said that no one would ever be able to ruin this marriage. If they did they could be killed. After the interview he asked the servant to show me the way out. Suddenly there was that smile in the cafe again but this time it in his house and I realised it was the son of the wealthy man - the same one who was getting married in a couple days. I said “hi” and congratulated to him even though I had seen him once. My heart felt sad about him getting married and inside of me there was pain. Suddenly he ask me to meet him at the cafe the next day.

While I was driving down the road I was thinking of why he wanted to see me and whether I should go or not. In the apartment I still had all these lilies and I still didn’t know who had sent them. I had a letter from my work telling me that I could have a couple days off work and fly back home to visit.

I went to the cafe and saw him waiting, feeling unhappy and not knowing what to do, I went to a different table where he can’t see me and l could see what he would do if I didn’t turn up. He kept waiting until the cafe asked him to leave and then he waited for me outside, feeling that he has waiting so long that I end up show up and went over to said “Hi” and asked me to go for a walk with him and I agreed. The reason he needed to see me is that he wanted someone to talk to and understand, because he was confused. He did not want to marry a woman that he did not love and she was not the type of lady he was looking for. I didn’t know what to say this. He went on to say that he had to marry this lady because his father owed a large amount of money from her business. Unexpected he tells me that since he saw me for the first time he was interested in me and want to know me more.

I thought to myself that I couldn’t be close to him because his family would hate me and more worst kill me and I not rich. I ended up telling him to forget me and get on with what his father wanted him to do. But no matter what I said he didn’t listen and asked me ti run away with him. I told him that I only had a couple days before I was flying back to Australia to visit my family. He doesn’t care and want to come with me too. So a couple day we be together and went to Eiffel Tower looking around Paris in spring, when I realise I start to fall in love with him, even is a short couple day but my heart was so into him, morning we just walking around the street and lay down in the park holding hands, talking and feeding each other ice cream. At night we went to nice dinner, drinking a bit of wine and at the end of night we made it special, that special that I never felt it before. With apartment still smell full of lilies perfume and I just want him more and more.

His father found out his son was with me and knew that the next day we were going back to Australia, he rang the airport to stopped his son’s passport. When we arrived at the airport, I was afraid of what was going to happen. His father was already there waiting for us, with argue back and forward between them that he ask me to wait him at the gate and when I turn around start walking and there is a big bang of a shotgun. Before I knew it my one true love. I never went back to Paris but when I sit here, in this small cafe, with a book in my hand and a coffee beside me, I remember his first smile and the way he filled my apartment with lilies that I love.

The End