At The Age Which It Happens

I'm sorry for being gone for so long. Too long that the universe would have forgotten my name if it wasn't for the constellations hymning that rhythm. Truth is I miss you too much to even say a single word to you. The mistake is mine, but the ego is yours.

One day, you'll realize that there are some people you'll never see again. At least, not in the same way. That person is you to me and that person is me to you. I can live for a million years but never would I find someone like you.

But then again, maybe there's good in not finding another one like you.

Fractals of Time Passing

I promised a lot.

But never that I wouldn't get back up after you knocked me down.

Never that my broken remains wouldn't catch fire, that I wouldn't burn through the ice and snow one more time, never that my crippled bone won't rise back up, never that my unarmed body won't shoot them down, never through gritted teeth that I will not remind you how much I care.

And you can slam your glaciers into me, so slowly, and even though they hurt, I will not go numb from the cold, I will not pass out from the pain, I will look up at you and whisper through bloody teeth...

"..more..."

Through all of those pains, pause your doings and look up the sky, the constellations are speaking our language, it's written in the stars, miles away from us, yet they understood us more than we'll ever understand our presence.

Should one day you look up and your star has fallen down, you will find mine lying beside yours. The whole world is watching, but this territory, this territory will take you. And this place I'm standing in, beside you, it's worth dying for.

You know what I would do for love. But no one ever asked me how far I would go, for loss.

That One Person.

There's only one person who would keep all the promises made to you. There's only one person who would wipe off your tears and comfort you. There's only one person who would sing you a lullaby when your eyes fail to shut. There's only one person who would stay with you till your mind goes to sleep. There's only one person who would understand what you're really feeling at this moment.

There's only one person who would jump with your joys. There's only one person who would sincerely smile when you get that pleasant tingle in your heart. There's only one person who would truly agree with your thoughts. There's only one person who would help you mend your heart.

Place your right hand on your left shoulder blade. Keep it there. Now place your left hand on your right shoulder blade.

And squeeze.

Do you feel that person? That's the only person you should ever trust. Ever.

That Forgotten Feeling.

I don't know if this is how I'm supposed to feel, but to feel something, is always better than nothing. This is healthy. This is how you're supposed to feel when your heart meets a dagger. I have always forgotten the fact that pain is part of a feeling, not some kind of sensation in which you party in. This is how life talks to us. In a way that never shall we have more listeners than one.

We talk of what it felt to be in yesterday's company, we overlook the fact that tomorrow's coming. This pain, or whatever it is that I'm feeling right now will end, tomorrow, the day after, or what seemed like forever. But it will end.

And if you want to know the feeling I'm talking about, run your own fingers slowly through your hair, and pretend they're someone else's.

The Wisest of the Fools.

You say that only a fool believes there's good in every heart.

You say that only a fool sees things that aren't visible.

You say that only a fool makes music from sounds that can't be sung.

You say that only a foll tries to fly.

You say that only a fool swims against the ocean waves.

You say that only a fool leans against the wind.

You say that only a fool makes life out of a dream.

You say that only a fool let's the heart love.

You say that only a fool holds out hope.

Very well.

I am that fool. And I will die fighting.

Through Thick and Thin.

We've been through a rough patch this year, that I can't deny. But we had years of good times, please don't let a skid in our journey get in the way of mending things up. We're successful together, at least that's how I got through the first 2 very successful semesters in college, I had you. I promise next year will be a successful one, I just need you to give me the chance to prove my words.

I have loved you for the longest time, and though it might not seem that I'm giving everything for it, doesn't mean I'm not giving all I have. And if that's not enough, I don't know what is. I love you, best friend. :)

Your Ceiling Is Talking To Me.

I've got no words to describe what's going on right now. Which is probably why I've been neglecting this blog of mine for a while now. I'm going on a hell of a ride doing sort of nothing to my life right now. I'm proud to say my life has definitely improved from where I was standing before. *now I sound like a nut-case who's in some kind of recovering phase*

No, that ain't the case. The case is I know where I stand now, the fact that it somehow disappoints me to finally realize how low I am in your thoughts, but at least now I know. And that somehow hurts less than keeping me wondering for the eternity of life.

Point being said, I shall now set to another endeavor of getting myself to who I was before. I at least want to be that laughing machine I was before I get back into the real world. Right now I'm living with the unicorns walking alongside the rainbows. Yes, this is the life. *winks*