I'm walking on a path away from the darkness. Alone. I saw you. You were there. Right there in front of me. We were running away from the darkness, and I'm just behind you.
I reach out to tap you on the shoulders, but my hand was hesitant. It refused to listen to me. I retracted my hand (thirsting courage).
1 year..
The distance between us have become further, you were running too fast for me to chase after. I'm still alone. So I turned. I turn around a run. I leap back into the darkness ahead. To see if you cared, if you will turn around, if you would stop me.
You pursuit. But you took rests. And I would not stop. Until you catch me, you'll only see my back. I cried and "invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away." (by Terri Guillemets)
2 years..
I'm still running. Still waiting for the day you tap me on the shoulders. I cannot stop. I will run. Run away from the world. From you. Until you find the power to save me from the darkness, to make me reach for the light.
No matter how much I yearn to turn, how tempting it is to just turn around, I will not. I will resist. And I will hurt myself, until you reach me. Till you know that if you want, you can just do it with all your might.
Forever..
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The above was a story (prologue actually) that just appear from nowhere in my mind.
My crazy, mad, insane mind. (lol)
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