For a brief moment, their hands met and it all felt so familiar. She rushes in for the embrace... And it was gone.

You have gone to a place where I can no longer see.

Parallel universe. In another life.

There were instances when all questions seemed like windows but then again not so.

The speed of change is taking its spin again.

Strip those titles and lay them down. It is peaceful at this level, no one sees nor expects all the could be.

He walks through the stares of the everyday without taking a glimpse at the mirror. The reflection would be much more excruciating than the damage itself. It will put you to shame and diminish every tribulation. His weight lies on his cheeks, what we bear pales in comparison.

Turn your grief to grace.

Realization; Scrolling down those snippets, getting glimpse of what life is, who they have become and who stands by them. Packed belongings misplaced on foreign grounds.

If everything had a tag and each tag had a date.

We would prepare.
To expire.

You fought the space between your ears to believe that.

Please forget.

Dreaming of butterflies or did they dreamt of you. Beautiful red flutter into a portrait.

A whole stream of questions and answers, is there a need to gather for that script?

Life robs and gives. What you thought was the end of the line wasn't worth to be drawn. Things just happens the way they have to, it is impolite in nature and unexpected like the wind.

It's not the end.

She wonders through the hallways which echoes her laughter of freedom and secrets.

Collecting names and setting fires to our insides.

They lined up in straight lines, gathered at the entrance knowing that this is goodbye. Didn't they whisper into your ears before you walked through the gates?

You never come back from that goodbye.

Let me run before the rain begins. The only time you hear yourself clearly, out of breath.

Trying to imagine life without school, trying to recall what was our last conversation and words...

Maybe in the lapse of oxygen to the head I will remember.

This is the first post into the new year. Remembering life in death.