Eyes without a face
"When everyone lost hope in me, one decided to never quit", I confess. I met him halfway, in the mid of my darkness. I remember I was walking , walking without hope, even without a map. Walking for the sake of it. So I thought since I decided, and since i am known of being strong headed, I continued walking, even when the way was not promising. But then I thought how could I quit when I knew all was looking at me, nonstop.
From the window, I look down everday I saw him planting some flowers, of where the details hide in between. He whispered me some words. I never saw my eyes catching those lines, thought I was shy. I backed away, maybe I ran. I knew I was running, and I remembered myself, why I was doing this? and I never found an answer
Somewhere, in my daily rut. I walked by a window to catch the best seller. I remember it was a new book lined up on the first row, I stood there for minutes studying the words, the texture of the book was mesmerizing. I knew I stood there for so long, and I hesitated to step in!
I was restless thats when I remember me, I was always so. Looking from between to fly all over. Life for me was a fairytale, never believed in anything but the good. Colors, was all I know. i knew days by colors, I knew my mood by colors. Even Love was a color. Maybe a color that never fades, even when we decide so.
In fact, every person passes our way leaves a pace, a trace, and in many stances a fingerprint. This fact never fades, not with days, years or even stray of grey hair. The fact that each and every person passes by our path teaches us something about life or leave a good memory.
I know that a grudge sometimes we hide for a person was just a great love that was irreplacable.I know that a hurt with time could turn into a bitter taste in our mouth. I know that a broken heart will keep beating even when its broken. I know that every person passes or decide to stay for a while will always leave. I know that something, someone never endures.
" He hugged me one day- when my eyes were so dull to shine" He said, I was just so perfect not even when my hair was in trouble.. crazy strands flying everywhere..
From the window, I look down everday I saw him planting some flowers, of where the details hide in between. He whispered me some words. I never saw my eyes catching those lines, thought I was shy. I backed away, maybe I ran. I knew I was running, and I remembered myself, why I was doing this? and I never found an answer
Somewhere, in my daily rut. I walked by a window to catch the best seller. I remember it was a new book lined up on the first row, I stood there for minutes studying the words, the texture of the book was mesmerizing. I knew I stood there for so long, and I hesitated to step in!
I was restless thats when I remember me, I was always so. Looking from between to fly all over. Life for me was a fairytale, never believed in anything but the good. Colors, was all I know. i knew days by colors, I knew my mood by colors. Even Love was a color. Maybe a color that never fades, even when we decide so.
In fact, every person passes our way leaves a pace, a trace, and in many stances a fingerprint. This fact never fades, not with days, years or even stray of grey hair. The fact that each and every person passes by our path teaches us something about life or leave a good memory.
I know that a grudge sometimes we hide for a person was just a great love that was irreplacable.I know that a hurt with time could turn into a bitter taste in our mouth. I know that a broken heart will keep beating even when its broken. I know that every person passes or decide to stay for a while will always leave. I know that something, someone never endures.
" He hugged me one day- when my eyes were so dull to shine" He said, I was just so perfect not even when my hair was in trouble.. crazy strands flying everywhere..
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