I awoke to a few messages sent, but were not replied as I fell asleep in the middle of our conversation. I immediately texted back, because I felt sorry for my actions. A few moments later, there was no sign of reply. I wonder if he would be angry at me, to fall asleep during the conversation. 10 minutes, 20, 30 went by, my head started spinning. Look, look what have I done now, I blamed myself. Has it always been this way? Damn, I'm such an ignorant brat. Ego took form of fear while it stroke up so suddenly, so many dramatic scenarios played in my head, so many consequences that could take place right now. Past memories beckoned me, attempting to haul me back to its throne for they needed a life to suck on. I was honestly afraid for a moment, and wildly troubled.
After my fears were calmed and soothed, I made a visit to a place belongs only to us. I looked back to what never fails to fascinate him, as I quietly reconstruct the settings, the scenes and the dialogues that took place between us for the past months, more precisely, the month when we met.
As my imagination reconstructed the settings for that day in the Terminal, I savor every little details that were so easy to overlook. But, isn't that the way you look for clues from the universe as it has plans for every one of us? The chain of events that occurred appear so surreal. It feels to me right now that there is some form of supernatural energy from the universe that brought us together. This massive energy or force field is so intensifying that even if I try to describe, the effort would be only futile. I was pushed around by this energy, like a chess piece, without even realizing until I have been through it and look at it through a third person's eye. It was amazing, as he described, phenomenal.
I have been trained to become as ignorant as I am today. I also have been trained to become as independent as I am today. (In terms of relationship) I lost my emotions only not long ago. No, rather than had them lost, they were hidden from humanity. I believe in fate partially. I believe people were brought into your life for a purpose. There is probably 8 million inhabitants currently on this planet. The very fact that you and I are born on this land, living on this land, is already a matter of fate, but not consequence, because consequences are results from actions you chose to make. Is it not at all overwhelming, for two individuals to share a mutual connection? Is it not beautiful, this art of Fate and mystery of it?
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