Tuesday, January 2 @1:50 AM
A story told. By a world with many points of views. Some people analysis. Some people visualize. Others made immense picture undersize. The only similarity was. They all came out with the same conclusion. But I can be ignorant sometimes. Not by will but by choice. Because this was how we got closer. Close enough to almost forget. Close enough to give up. Close enough to even move on.
Love does not mean yearning for each other. Although temptation never fail to seduce. Love does not mean gazing at each other. But it means looking together at the same direction. Be not my dearest sin. But my nearest kin. I have seen all that you have done. But I am clearer to what you have not.
For those vibes you gave me. flushed. away. my infamous pride. My confidence. you never doubted. So don’t fight with my intuition. I place my bets right. I gamble with my life as a bet. My chances. something i will never risk. So don’t try battle with my chances.
When reality checks. Your eyes. I questioned. Your hugs. I forbid. Your smile. Your lips. Your kisses. Your touch. Your heart. Your emotions. Your mood. Your moves. Your hands. Your body. Your soul. Your play. Your game. Your fun. Your voice. Your choice. My pain with no gain. My mind to store all the yours. Sealed.
The strenuous efforts. Reaching far out for me in my comfort zone. The non-existent presence. Woke me up and made me see. How one more kiss. Will be the best thing. And how one more concealed truth. Can be the worse.
I fell. and better now. Just knowing this matter well enough. I made it a game to play my life a game. I guess it is best that I trap myself in my own way. Than fall into a trap laid by others. Which I already did.
But. Thank god. Unharmed.
I don’t know where to begin of how it all ended. I don’t know whose fault it is. I don’t know what exactly happened. I don’t know when it became this serious. I don’t know how to make things right again. I don’t know why.
I’m. Still. Stuck. Here.