We can't remain the same forever. We can't be together forever. Someday you and I will change. We will walk down separate paths, perhaps to a point when we can't even see our crossroads anymore.
I heard a little girl with the brightest eyes, tell her mother , "I'll only do it if you....." Strange but words like these trigger me into a series of thoughts. I wish I had the courage of that girl, if not, then can I have her innocence? Since when can one talk about conditions so freely? When one is in power. I wish I had such a power, a quiet inhibiting strength that can support that thumping frail heart, to stand up and tell you all the truth. Why should I be afraid of you?
Or maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm more afraid of myself. I fear how much I might hurt you. And I don't want to.
The world swung around us in a threatening cloud of blur. In the grey grey coat of mists, my breath was stolen and I gave chase, grappling with the sudden contraction of my lungs, slapping against the walls of itselves. My hands went cold and my fingers fought to hold my hand in the comfort security of a fist, just as though I'm curling up into a shell, hugging myself over and over again. My legs were stammering, like a chain of words that had lost its flow and fluency. My feet slapped irrationally against the stone floor. I could feel that heart thumping weakly. I blinked the tears away from my eyes and down my cheeks. I stopped and I let go of my heart. The world fell into pitch black and I smiled through those tears.
Till the end, you never looked back.
If you could see the hundred streaks of bright colours, blazing free in the dark night sky, would you still see me?