Sometimes, you have no answers for the questions that matter. You just stand there, in the middle of the night, waiting for somebody to come up and tell you that it’s going to be alright.
I had often wondered what it means to be sad. And I would wonder each time things ended, if this was what it meant to be sad person. Because to tell you the truth, all I want to feel for you right now is a sense of resentment but I cannot.
I get reminded of all the times that made me believe in love, the silent whispers of your heart talking to mine, through the randomness on a Saturday night. There were things that don’t always makes sense, but you know that they exist somewhere beyond and that you need to know that they just do. I remember you telling me this when I had asked you for a reason. You had told me that you did not need a reason to feel the way you do.
But if you never need a reason to fall, did you not need a reason to leave?
It took me a while to forget people. I had long realised the transient nature of life. If somebody wanted to leave, there is little you can do to make them stay.
Sometimes, you have no answers for the questions that matter. You just stand forever in the almost and maybes, wondering where you could possibly go wrong. It goes right in front of your blurry vision, and all you can do is watching them leave through the gap between your fingers.
And when I saw this coming, I realised that even the sky had scars and I, was the only human to live with a few.