A Breather

The requiem of time sung by the ticks and tocks. Am I closer to who I am to become, or further from who I want to be? Will fate close the gaps of uncertainty or bring me to another state of fluency? I ponder...

I came back in search of answers, but only to find more questions... Irrelevancy struck in accord with the spurious mind. Eventuality is never what one imagined, but one precedes. In this temporal reunion, I’ve only wanted one thing and nothing more... I just wanted your time, but that seems to be the hardest thing to ask for...

Time makes the heart grow fonder... It happened to me... But did it happened to you? I wonder...

I need a breather... I need to escape from here and there... To escape to a place where nothing ever matters.

And that place, is when I stare right into your eyes...

The Strangers

In these choices I make, and the paths we invariably crossed. I got acquainted with the strangers I once passed by. The degree of separation amidst the density of population, succumbing to the flinch of mere coincidence or the perpetual work of fate; I exist…

Across the billions of statistical possibilities, across the continents that bind the Earth into one, yet in this quiescent vicinity we decree. Where lines of destinies intertwine, crossing paths in various directions, we subsist along the subsets of fate. Meeting and knowing the various characters that will change our lives forever.

At the shores of the dream to another world, you are the very reason for me to stay. The anchor of my soul to this very place I called, home…

I’m coming back…