Out of Sight
Dear Emily,
I was always being reminded that, a man never sheds a drop of tears from his eyes for any reason. But instead, he’s expected to swallow his prides, and hide his feelings that might burn in his veins, deep inside his soul.
I found that myth to be totally false, the day I met you.
When I laid my hazel eyes on your stormy blue sea eyes, my feet could not keep up, walking one after the other, disorderly dancing with the drums of my heartbeat.
On that special day, I felt alive. I felt so weak in the same time, because I did not know what to do with the electrical shocks that surged through my veins, and paralyzed my feet.
Although until this moment, I haven’t yet held you in my arms, because there is a big, rigidly standing wall between us, I feel like you’ve alway been part of my life, right here next to me.
I always imagine the exhilarating feels that would be effectuated from the warmth of your tender body.
The thought of you is always my gliding wings. I think of your beautiful smiles, the dimples you make on your face.
Have you ever wondered though, why you bite your lips? Is it because you get nervous around me, as much as I am nervous around you?
My goodness, look at the time. Time just slips away so fast.
It’s in the middle of the night, close to dawn. I’ve been sitting on my dusty broken chair, writing this letter to you.
It took me long time, pouring my heart out with my left hand; I broke the right hand, fracturing few bones, when I punched the silent and tall wall standing between us.
My rage yielded no outcomes, for the wall didn’t dent or move, which is stubbornly still standing still, and proud.
Don’t worry, I had to go to the emergence room. They’ve stitched me up nicely, and it’s healing gradually.
I wish you’re here next to me now. That’s my only wish. I’d be so excited to touch your face. The warmth of that would make my broken arm and longing heart heal faster.
I never felt such fervent vibration in my heart, until the day I met you.
The day our eyes meet, a magic, unexplained phenomenon, a static energy transformation happened and created a sparkling chemistry, I had never felt before.
I only began to live life, the day I met you! I also died the day I met you.
I wish you’re here next to me now, so I could hold you in my arms.
Yours Truly,
MI