#as_leaves_fall

The days keep getting longer

A sanctuary that ain't familiar

Razing, towards a dream that ain't mine

'Travesty that true ignorance begets',

they're fast to judge the soul

Move, scurry around and wait

For the voyage ends at a vantage.

Rest no more for one must win

The fight that seems endless

The world is hushed again

Heart is ablaze but not with passion,

Tired yet yearning for victory

Waiting at a desolate station

For a train that'll never approach

And a journey that'll never embark.

As anxiety fills up the blemished body,

You chose to shrug off the voice. Nevertheless,you hope it'll never cease to exist.Another forsythia awaiting your timely return.Somewhere far.The place where you will indefinitely choose to listen.

That Sunday evening, you took a stroll by the sea side holding his hands. Even the sky looked happy. Everything told you he was the one. He is not your first love, but your heart never felt this way before. But, later that fall, he toasted wine one last time and left, wishing you happiness. You couldn't complain. The sky that witnessed your beginnings had transformed hues too.

You realise, it's love because it changes. You could meet him only because of this. You thank the variable and toast to yourself.

ii) I hope you will let that person go. You've had enough. I hope you know that you deserve the world.

iii) I hope you will complete reading that book you stopped midway. It will surely teach you a happy lesson.

iv) I hope you will stop staring at the mirror while blaming your imperfections. You're beautiful and I hope, you won't let anyone make you feel otherwise.

v) I hope you will keep your morals and values even at the time of crisis and be a human of essence. I hope you be proud of yourself for that.

vi) I hope you will never give up on your self-esteem and always choose to leave where you're not needed. I hope you be happy for making that choice.

But strange enough, I learned that the distance will decrease eventually. Not because one person stopped moving backward or the other person stepped up.

But because they walked past the same building. The same street lamp. They embraced the same scenery. The same flower bloomed and wilted. The reason for their movement slowly became one another.

If it came down to this, aren't they already too close ? To the extent that one impels the other. Isn't that already the biggest hold one can have over another ?