She tucked herself in her soft pink blanket hoping to find some warmth. Her face reflected the golden tinge from the pyre of burning woods that braved the cold on a fierce windy night. The moon was full tonight, and it appeared to look at her in awe. It was her only companion of lonely nights. The witness of her unheard cries. All it could do was helplessly follow her, where ever she went. Sometimes it even wished to reach her face, hoping to wipe her tears in time. But she kept retreating from it's silver gleam.
She wanted to be alone tonight. To reflect in the fervour of deep burning flames that rose from the pyre of burning woods. Those flames reminded her of the many memories she had burnt in silence, of struggles and of smiles lost with time. The flames reminded her of her past with HIM. Her eyes were tired now, longing to see him. To feel his hands around her. She longed to lay her head on his chest and to hear his heartbeats.
Tired, she closed her eyes and hoped to find solace in her dreams. It was in the darkness of her mind when his face flashed before her eyes. She could feel him close enough to touch his face. She raised her hand and stroked his hair. Her fingertips gently touched his eyes and then reached for his lips. Her heart knew he wasn't there, yet it believed he was. She loved those moments which she spent with him. It was in those moments where she completely belonged to him. It was only in her silent memories where she could loose it all to him, again and again. It was in those moments when she was completely broken yet so complete. Their lips touched, they kissed.
Strange is love and so is life. Soon the darkness would vanish in the morning light. He was not supposed to be there. It was the time for him to leave. It was the time when chirpy mornings woke her up, alone.
It was the time when she realized that it was only in her dreams when they were meant to be.
Fab rant from Gazifah...
There is a point in life where we genuinely want to move on and move forward. Not think about ending up with someone. In fact we want to have a beginning with someone. But then we realize that we need to brush up a lot. We don't even know how to like someone new. We don't know how to let those walls down. We hear something funny, laugh loud and stop in the middle of the laugh because that sound is so alien to us. We are scared of songs. We are scared of lying down to close to someone. And then thought of being held and comforted makes us shudder. After all, who would want damaged goods. The funny part is that we take rejection way too comfortably. We just expect rejection to be the norm for us. In fact we secretly know that we are gonna get rejected because we may have lost all the skills of meeting or attracting new people or striking an interesting conversation. And there is one thing that we didn't lose, the art of scaring people off even without trying and then instead of stressing about it we laugh about it. And see those people be attracted by the shine, come closer and go running as fast as they can, as far as they can. The funniest part is that deep down we already hope for all this to happen so that by the end of the day we can close our eyes and blame that one person who spoiled us for all others.
There is a point in life where we genuinely want to move on and move forward. Not think about ending up with someone. In fact we want to have a beginning with someone. But then we realize that we need to brush up a lot. We don't even know how to like someone new. We don't know how to let those walls down. We hear something funny, laugh loud and stop in the middle of the laugh because that sound is so alien to us. We are scared of songs. We are scared of lying down to close to someone. And then thought of being held and comforted makes us shudder. After all, who would want damaged goods. The funny part is that we take rejection way too comfortably. We just expect rejection to be the norm for us. In fact we secretly know that we are gonna get rejected because we may have lost all the skills of meeting or attracting new people or striking an interesting conversation. And there is one thing that we didn't lose, the art of scaring people off even without trying and then instead of stressing about it we laugh about it. And see those people be attracted by the shine, come closer and go running as fast as they can, as far as they can. The funniest part is that deep down we already hope for all this to happen so that by the end of the day we can close our eyes and blame that one person who spoiled us for all others.
Think about it...
