Dreams are just smokescreens of having you. The fate of love will never ever be in our favour. I suppose I just need to be more invulnerable and numb.
Clouds start to swirl the sky in this early morning. In my ear lobes, the hush of the wind is a whisper. In the east, the sun is starting to rise with its might and power. The screech of the cars and its proponents is a soundtrack of early morning, but I do not mind. The smell of the flowers in bloom is waking me up. The room is a paradise in the making because I am with you, but I will never have the time to be with you. My day will start because of you, and all its components will all be the reasons for the strengthening of my day.
Our first meeting was disarray. Formality was not seen during that moment. An archetypal couple would rather be dead than have that kind of acquaintance. I just cross the path with you in the most typical rendezvous where the most unexpected people have coincided their fates. You wanted to have companions, maybe friends so you posted in our site. I was curious and I want to know your more about your identity, or shall I say that I was just really timid on befriending my classmates because I cannot feel the belongingness that I want to sense so I find other people as an alternative for this. I thought it was just another typical routine of add friend-accept friend request-stalk profile-ignore friend. You posted in my wall. I perused and replied a message on your wall post. As I never expected, our correspondence bolted then.
We chitchatted about everything and anything under the sun. Your college life, my freshie experiences, mass communication theories and the sorts, your previous intimate relationships, mishaps, struggles, and victory were our matters. My sexuality is not an issue for you for you are so open-minded. The feeling of belongingness was in the air when we are conversing. I even thought of having some good future: you and I happily in the nearby boulevard reminiscing all the things that we have shared when we are still kicking with delight.
Now, you are the reason why I live. Your smile is my pathway and guide to school. I even consider it as a guide on my day-to-day routines. My books, ideas, thoughts, and goals are from your eyes. The demigod face of yours is my model of a God.
Reality does strike the heart really hard. As what a famous colloquial word describes the people having vague relationships with other people, I am Friendzoned. My heart started to perceive the sting of a first heartbreak. I can no longer feel the real essence of love. The tears in my start to fall and defeat hits in my young heart. I was lost. I was in apathy. My end is nearly coming.
Now, I am nurturing everything love can give to me. I am ready to endure the pain, but the sad question is, are you also ready to do the same for me?
