mugheadwrites

You giggle, you say the movie was really good . We lock hands walk through the streets of New York heights in the middle of the night in a power outbreak. Only the sky lit by stars, it was a no moon day bet it is crying in its bedroom because your face is more beautiful that it's. The streets dimly lit.

We walk past a bakery in the downtown alley. People working to stack starch and flour to get ingredients ready for the morning rush. They work just with a tubelight on. They were stacking sugar it was all up in the air, your face illuminated by the light I lock you with both of my hands beside your face. You blush, shy conquers your face. The pink hue on the tip of your nose, and cheek and the sugar storm. Is this heaven? What did I do so kind, so gracious to be blessed with this overwhelming and wholesome moment. The colors of pink on your face, the sugar white illuminated in the light. Let's not forget my shadow on your face, I've never liked the shadow's dark so much as it is now. I kiss your fore head. Time freeze, please? I beg god. Earnestly imploring him.

Damsel in distress: What?

Me: Hermoine

Damsel in distress: Who?

Me: You know the girl who does magic in Harry Potter the first movie

Damsel in distress: Oh yeah! Yes, yes I do.

Me: That’s how you’d look like if you have bangs.

The time is 12:20 now and I’m looking at the moon and the stars away from its bright vicinity. The moon bow is a phenomenon that occurs when the moon light passes through the water molecules in the atmosphere.

The moon generally reminds me of someone whose face kind of looks like the moon itself and eyes… when I talk to this particular person I zone out that I’m not aware of what I talk getting lost in their eyes. The eyes are crescent moon too. Talking so much about the moon, I used to wonder in my infantile stages of life of whether there is a girl on the moon always dancing carefree and gently. As bizarre as it sounds it took me 17 years since then to find out that she was here on earth all this time and I just didn’t realize it.

Though the moon bow here can be considered as a metaphor for my feelings for her, au contraire to its intensity, my feelings are deeply rooted in my heart. I never thought I’d write something so naivë as this but it’s the truth. That girl is some one who I’ll follow to even the depths of earth and will choose her in any given circumstance and will keep on choosing her.

- J

I had this dream the other day where I get to see a star go supernova when the news says only a day left for earth to be spinning I rushed to take my helmet, my headphones saying my goodbye to mom

telling her I have one last thing to do. I start my bike with my favorite song

Playing in my ear and as the tears gush out of my eyes memories started to deep in realization that it wasn’t because of air resistance.

The first time I saw her taking off her hair clip which kept her hair bun in place. God if only niagra were black I bet it’d flow just like how carefree she shook her head that time, carefree and some of those messy hair covering her face. The moment my hand begged me to tuck that in the side of her ear. Attitude not fake as to what the world would think of her and being the most authentic self of her every time I see her. The food she likes, the songs she loves, the book she reads everything convinced me during my sleep slowly making me fall for her.

I knock on the door of her house leaving my bike stranded in the prepuce of that evening which was so bright in the Suns last minute. Her father opened the door. I asked if she’s home. Just when her father answered that she went uphill to see the event I got a call from her.

“Wanna join me in the last breaths of earth?” She asked

Contrary to popular belief after seeing you the mind which was literally suspended in poetry is drained out of it. Why did you take that away from me?

Of the waves that got the opportunity to touch and wash your feet

the drizzle mixed breeze with the tinge of petrichor during rain

The books that get to be embraced by you that get occasional sniffs

Your mobile that gets to spend most of its time with you