the unknown

Somebody had been out there.
I had nobody to speak it to....including the stranger chose to shake it off as immaterial.
After the stranger too chose to shake it off as unimportant or trivial enough not to be looked through, I lost all hope of ever finding who it was behind it all the bells, the lights, the horses.
The stranger too opines it improbable.
My heart holds them true.
I do not care I could not hold it concrete enough to show him it was all true.
He almost was fed up with my seeking help, obviously he found it funny and doubtful.
He mistook the asking for a need for company.
He did not seem to understand my quest was that soul behind such sincerity.
 I knew it in my heart that there had been somebody sincere.
Somebody who chose to be there as if saying, "Wherever you go, I 'll be there"
The twinkle, the tinkle, the trot...perhaps the stranger too found it funny....yet I know it was somebody sincere....even though I will never know who that somebody was.
Somebody who made me feel so precious, so important to be cared for as if I meant life.