I’m You and More
It’s some evening I tasted the sin for the first time. At a young age with all those fantasies and dreams weaving within the restless mind; aiming at you to steal all the attention you might need that evening to feel special.
Damn!
You are special, who dares to disagree?
Out in the dark, at that god-forsaken corner of the shops, your inherent smile struck me like an intricate disarray. And I looked at you. Through the ecstasy of eternal salvation, I devoured you with all the gaze eyes have to offer.
My heart settled for the time being; after a long long time.
My nomadic heart stepped on a sticky pit with no chance to get out. My heart— it didn’t try to free itself from drowning, to be honest. Rather it longed for more gravitational energy to pull down until it sucks all the love it contains for you and drowns you within; with me.
Sprout in the heart shut many moons ago.
A light in the darkness.
A warm shimmering light slowly turned into a spectrum of the hellish blaze; melting all the ice of my frozen heart— it slowly overpowered the darkness that I consciously raised all along.
And it continued.
For as long as I can remember.
Without interruption, without fail.
As time passed by, my affection towards you grew stronger. And I could sense danger in it. The danger of confronting my love for you. The untamed force reckoning inside me could be devastating. It could kill off my sanity.
It could alter the way you look at me. As a stranger.
It could end your futile attempt to figure out what this nomad has to say through all those curious gazes. What’s with all those extra sugars in every cup of tea or why so calm amidst crowds? Why so close yet so far?
Only if you knew.
You didn’t know, right?
I bet you didn’t know cause I didn’t want that to happen. I didn’t want to ruin the gazing game so early; before it reaches the pinnacle of longing.
Coward, you may say.
Indeed, I am.
I didn’t have the courage to miss the evenings you were there no matter how long it took. I didn’t dare to look otherwise as long as you were within my sight. I couldn’t make it to other girls for that your love weakened my heart so bad that it couldn’t even bleed.
Coward I am.
I had to.
Cause you were never mine and I knew you couldn’t ever be.
© me
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Aye bro, this piece turned out praiseworthy! You just craft a diligent tapestry, with love and longing. Wish that you'll get adjusted to your new environment. And do those video calls with vabi more often :P
I am trying to polish my skills, you know, and surely, I don't call myself a fiction writer. Just a composition of stray ideas into a form of writing. But your appreciation is duly noted, honestly.
And that vabi thing, I don't find video calling particularly that much enjoyable but what to do? We talk every day but it's not enough. ;)
Can't relate:3
Kidding, of course it won't be enough, still, nothing to do! But this sacrifice is for a better future, and you're one step ahead, so let's cheer for that! 💙
👍👍
This story was delightfully unique, yet I understood it completely. I was rooting for the protagonist to confess his feelings to her, but I guess it wasn't meant to be.
Yes, the protagonist is too shy to open it up to her and he prefers keeping it that way as they aren't meant to be united. Thanks for stopping by friend. Your opinion matters!
See me waiting to read the part where the narrator reveals his feelings for her and realizes he should have done that much earlier haha... This is both emotional and very creative.
At the end, i begin to wonder why she can never be his.. Married? dead? Or just another Never when there could be a small possibility of ever. Maybe it's just me imagining too much lol... I love this anyways.
Hi @r-nyn, I noticed you used Threads back in [February]. The User interface works better now, maybe you want to give it another try!
You are close, or I say, yeah, that is that. Married. So, there is no second part reuniting them for the sake of the story. Glad that you liked it and apologising for the late reply. Thanks for stopping by my friend.
Whew!
It's been awhile and then this!
I came to find you. Told you I always come back. And you said you weren't gonna be around so much.
I'm glad you stayed a bit longer 👏🏻💥