I’m reposting this from my old abode, that I choose to leave behind permanently. If I don’t, I think that I will be forever entrapped in a world of …

Do you know the feeling wherein you see someone for the first time, and your eyes just lay fixed on their presence, mesmerized, unable to think right? That perfect moment, that perfect place, that adds up to the beats of your heart, until it beats so fast that the it deafens you to the music of the place, and its sounds lay fixed on your soul. The noisy crowds and dance music just fade away, and all that’s left is the breeze of the sea, and you two.

And then you exchange smiles. Ahh…the sweet expressions that will forever be etched in your mind. I believe that a moment can last for an eternity with a smile from someone you long for. The climax of one’s existence, as from my previous poem that I’ve written so long ago.

Then, you grow closer, your bodies involuntarily move towards each other with growing familiarity as if you’ve known each other from another place and time. The soul does not forget love, and it knows better than the physical form. You sit closer to each other like your bodies have known each other for a long time, in a pleasant way, God knows what. The language of that speaks for itself, and does not need words to express the attraction that you have both felt.

For a moment, you think, that it is destiny that brought you two on the exact place and time, that the universe has indeed conspired this meeting of two once-familiar souls to reunite again, this time never to be parted. You take your time , take things for granted, and walk away without asking for anything in return. No ways of communication, ah…maybe destiny will bring us together again, you firmly believed.

Until the day you leave the world so enchanted you wanted to stay forever to, and you see each other again as he was leaving too. Yes, it was destiny too, but it was a painful one. Averted glances shoot your soul with arrows that add up to some hurt, and realization that only that night was magical, and reality could not give you the sweet taste of serendipity as you have experienced where you were still in the island so enchanted. The moment was made clear that you were indeed, after all, strangers in each other’s eyes. You leave everything behind, fondly keeping the moment you had with him as the best that can ever be - it wouldn’t get better than that, for a lifetime.

Then, why do you feel his presence , still very strong even after two months had already passed? You have struggled to go on with your life, swimming in a pool of work for chances of productivity and chances of forgetting him, but somehow, you chose to linger for a while and feel his quiet presence here. It bothers you why he wouldn’t take a chance to take an effort to communicate with you, and as time grows by, you grow weary.

Weary that he could read your thoughts, and barge into your heart and soul with you helpless and confused, because it wasn’t reciprocal. In return, you know nothing about him, he choses to keep it that way, and that is heartbreaking.

If you look at it closely, he possesses the upper hand and control over you, and instead of using this power to comfort and give you a pleasant night’s sleep with a smile curled in your lip,
he chooses not to do anything , leaving the one he left behind tortured with thoughts of what might have been and questions left unanswered, longing for some light. A cruel choice of not doing anything. And you thought only actions can affect someone. Even not acting upon something can pierce the deepest wound in the heart of someone.

Something tells you that it’s time to leave everything behind. Something’s telling you to go find someone real. But something is telling you to follow your heart, too.

If only he’d say a thing, you can finally let this matter to rest. Was it meant to be , or was it another what could have been? Say it to end her agony.

Destiny is sweet when two people end up happy. But if destiny brings you to something that leaves you confused, and broken, it dances with agony, as it makes you taste the bittersweet side of life.

Author’s note: This piece of work was just a product of a sleepless night. A long, long, sleepless night. I would give everything even just for one night’s worth of peaceful slumber, and pleasant dreams. Okay, stop na, this is mega drama queen mode na. Hehe