Standing across the road from my home, I noticed the state of decadence it is in. A sight that only three of us can see. Void, cold and dilapidated at the core. Each one of us had a part in bringing our world to this state - a world once beautiful, colorful, warm and welcoming - and none of us ever tried hard enough to stop its slow death. I see the tears that could have turned into laughter, the anger into joy, the hate into love. There is no use in crying myself to sleep at night, or you to be lost in reminiscence, and you to be cold and steely, if only we could take the first step but always, nothing materializes.
For whatever it takes, this day on, I will shed my pride, drop my defenses, take my first step. I have always known my priorities well, yet I can't seem to break down the walls that keep me alone, cold and distant to actually make it mean anything to anyone. Now, it is the only thing I want for us, as in the days of coloring books and story-telling. Just plain togetherness.
We are all we'll ever have.
There is no better time than this.
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