How devastating is it to see the one you love, the one you’ve deeply fallen for, sitting right in front of you, and the sense of trauma of not being able to do anything. That angst you hold in you, the state of both being and not-being. The daily diet of meetings, the slow escalation of the heartbeat, the blush, the sparkle, and the gradual daily fall into hopelessness. How do tell someone, that this is the part of the day you look forward to the most? How do you tell that their smile is what keeps them going, and the only thing that stops them from slipping into oblivion? Have you ever felt that if all your happy memories, if conjoined together, would somehow be that face that’s right there standing in front of you, standing with that jubilant smile, and you can’t help but hope to have that for the rest of your days? Have you tried desperately running away only to fall back hopelessly in love every time you see her? Tell me. What would you do in times like this?
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