Free Fall

I somehow can't feel my feet on the ground anymore.

After he count '1,2,3' silently before he goes,  I silently praying to God for just one more song, that will make him sing along , and stay. I'm begging for just one poem that will make him wonder what does it mean ,so that he'll wonder to ask me and stay. I'm looking for some stones, to throw at his head ,make him mad, to start a fight with me, so he'll stay. Just a single reason ,a reason that I can offer to him to stay.

But desperation leads him to walk away from me.

Before it all happened, I find a song.
That song was almost the life of the two of us. We never get bored nor uncomfortable with the two of us singing and dancing with our sweats ,hands dirty, and hair got wasted. It's just, we love the song.

But I guess there'll be some new songs that will come  that people might love, as well as new people,too.

So I look for something new, I find poem.
He loves methaphore, symbols, and deep words. I'm not into poem, but because he loves it, for him I did.  Every readings I can see his soul, how he look at me in the eyes to ask me if I can feel it too, he was too mesmerized by the fact that it's not just words, that its not just what it looks like. But as time goes by , as he gets numb by all of the complicated and unacceptable reason behind these pages ,it's not exciting anymore.

I guess he's looking for something that he can feel.

So I throw a stone at him. Kinda' painful, but he's not the type of a man ,who gets easily mad. He throw me stones,too. I was laughing when he wasn't able to point it at me, because I always get the scores. I was enjoying every beat of the pain, and every dust that it brings to our clothes. Everything.

But I guess the stone hits his head, to make him wonder, why does he even acting childish with me.

So here I am, after he decided to walks through the ground, I'm having my free fall. And I wonder how will I end this. No matter how I tried to step on the pavements, I always gets by the gravity. Its painful, and lonely and sad.

So I've decided to look for some ground. I've made up my mind, and i'll make sure, it will be fine.

But where and when?

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