After seeing so much betrayal going around. my friends, getting hurt all over. and myself being affected by it.
I am sitting, staring which seems for such a long time. Waiting for what? Just to pass the time of another meaningless day or for something to happen? What's the difference if I could see or if I could not?
So, I close my eyes, looking into the darkness behind my head. With a small candle light, I walked that small pathway,careful not to fall and get hurt, to my heart chamber. I knocked on the door labelled "Thoughts", three times, *knock*,*knock*,*knock*, but there was no answer. I turned the knob but it was locked. Just then, i felt my pocket, and lo and behold, a golden key. Praying, by chance, that it'll fit this stubborn door. With a steady hand, i put the key into the keyhole, and it worked. Like magic.
The rusty door creaked as it opens, the awful sound, evidence of old age. There is nothing in the room, except a small round table at the centre, lies a piece of paper on it's magnificent smooth marble surface. I picked it up and was marveled by its delicate handwriting.
We met at the same spot, like unknown strangers.
Brought together by the winds of Fate.
We took a deep breathe and embraced ourselves.
Preparing, for the four seasons of Life.
Time has passed without knowing. It seems like it was just yesterday we knew each other.
Our memories speak of love and joy, but also hate and betrayal.
Why does our bitterness outweigh the sweetness that we had?
Oh, what does our heart say, when things turn bad?
Why isn't the love that we boast of in the days of the past, stand strong when we most needed it?
Our pillar, our stronghold.
Without it, what are we?
When did we start wearing masks, I can't imagine it.
Is it too silly to hope for such transparency?
Greediness, selfish desires, fear and hurt.
Destroying each of us one by one.
Making us fall apart and fading slowly,
When will the pain stop, and go away?
Will we just let our hearts go separate ways?
Even when it pleads, "don't, please stay don't go away!",
Is it so easy, to just let go?
Scars are hard to heal, but some never will.
So, my dear friends, whatever that we have in our hands.
Decisions and responsibilities. Be it the best for everybody.
Don't give false hopes but to bring ourselves to reality.
Let it be true, than just lies and pointless waiting.
Dear friends do you not agree what we had was something real?
I beg you, do not hurt yourselves and each other anymore.
Bruises are dark, purple and black.
But, if it's the heart that's hurt, who knows whether it'll suffer, until its death?
Therefore, when someone fails, please learn to forgive and forget!
So that when we look back on our younger days, sweet memories are all that's left.
*To H,L and W: I love you all, always have and I pray, always will*