Blinding White Light

We’ll trying to swept this mess right away. We’ll called this a strange meeting, when all the turn sign shut down all of a sudden, we only have each other in the blink of an eye

Yes, I guess, this is it

Who am I? Who are you? We’ll clean this mess. This mess in our life and our head.

Maybe I’m a thief, Maybe I’m a sinner, Maybe I’m a really bad example for you

But is it true that all the rough time makes our heart frozen, unable to feel anything anymore? Because when the sun is rise, you’re still here, hold me tight. Don’t you afraid of losing your insanity while maintaning all the logic in our life? There’s no tomorrow. We’ll just live here, right here, right now. “What is future?” You asked me with your low tone voice.

“Nothing. Just another grey and cloudy day.” I chose that words as my answer.

 “Then why we still live? When theres no differences in living and dying. We live this life just to die. Just to be sand and dust. Forgotten and rotten.” You said. Pinch something in my deep-deep heart.

Forgotten. And rotten.

The only thing that give light into my heart is your existence. Your smiling face. Your bluish eyes. I dont even imagine how things are when you’re not here. When at last, your warm and sturdy hands no longer holding me.

You sat by the window, put your hands against the sun, something that I really loved. Seems like all the morning light absorbed into your big palm, saturated all my world in this bright and blinding white light. For a second, I feel like crying. Like, really cry my heart out. Shout all this tired and distorted minds. Will I really be able to letting you go? Will I really be able to live after you’re gone?

Your eyes closed.

All this screaming voice inside my head tellin’ me something. Something really bothering.

“Make him yours. You know how to make him yours for a lifetime.”

I lift my hands up.

Your shoulder seems like a warm and puffy cake.

You looked at me in the eye. Smiling. I take it as a ‘yes’.

His surprised eyes and face is the only thing I remember when my hands pushed him down the window, at the same time when all the white light in my world falls while all the rough memories stays. 

So then I make him mine. For a lifetime.