Yesterday the moon was at its most beautiful. The color was very orange almost blood-red, as big as if it’s giving so much protection. I smile and just silently looked up at the clear night sky, letting my mind roam free.
Away from realm world and step into so-called-reality, I hear voices calling my name. Letter by letter, soft, tender and addictive, please welcome love. He’s so gentle I could hang on to him forever, never feel bored or nauseous. But sometimes the love is so great it brings me fear. The fear of losing and left behind, the fear where I don’t have myself anymore since the moment I’m giving in to his hands.
Then start come pain, it grew slowly, crawling inertia creeps it began to nurture myself into someone fragile and defenseless. So confusing because that pain comes from the very same heart at first giving me comfort! Every power within just surrendering to it, leaving no space to breathe or think or even dance to its death rhythm.
We always overlooked from the very same spot we connected, the vibe is there but we didn’t feel and listen. That love is actually there, just like the truth everyone believes, so alive like the air every creatures breathing. Even though we’re so different, actually we have so many likenesses in each other. A puzzle completes another.
Truth is painful, but it always telling us the right thing to do.