The journey.
The rain poured heavily;
the road, steeper;
the night, deeper, darker.

They were tired
but they knew their journey must not end there.
Not unless one of them gives up.
Not unless it's the end of their history.

It was not easy
as one can imagine.
Their only comfort is that of their hands entwined together--
their only source of warmth.


They almost made it
until she had to stop and rest awhile
for her loads were almost killing her.

He waited.

Or so she thought...
because by the time that she was ready to trudge again,
he was gone.


He was gone.
She was lost.

All because her hand let go of his.
All because he let her slip away.



Ishte still.

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To kiss your nose every night while you drift away.
TORRID


Whenever I feel unwanted and broken, I go here. This is my sanctuary. This was our sanctuary. I go here because I remember you. I feel you. And in that fleeting moment, I am whole again. No, not because you complete me. It's because you are a part of me. You live here. And I realized just now that in those times that I feel broken, it's because I am losing you and I go here because here is where I can find you. Here is where I can be with you even for the longest of time.

Every word you wrote about us never fails to consume me. Everytime I read through, I feel each lick of the flame on my skin, on my stomach, on my heart. You once said that I am invulnerable. Well, here she is, your girl, a weak lamb grazing in obscurity while all of the world rejoices at her frailty. While you move on and I stay, feasting on what is left of us, no matter how rotten it has become. What a sick content for a fairy tale.

Missing you takes a drastic long time to recover from. Because there are too little things to step forward on. This is what keeps me from getting bitter-- you left too many reasons for me to keep remembering. And this is what keeps me from believing in forever-- you left too many reasons why time should be enclosed in a box. In a casket where it is safe from being taken advantage of.

You wanna know how I feel right now? I want to push you off a cliff then rush to the bottom and catch you. But then again, there's no cliff. And there's no you. So.

~~~

If forever exists, like what you believe in, all I'd like to do is kiss your nose every night while you drift away to another world, to another life.

While I stay, believing in you.