Reserve

As I sat on the sofa, I leaned against an invisible shoulder.  I walked quickly right toward him. He also came toward me, so quickly that we almost hit each other's heads. We both laughed. The obstacle was that I couldn’t see what was holding me back today. 'I shouldn’t have run toward you. If I had been a little faster, we could have ended up hitting each other,' he said. I didn’t say anything. I thought the funnier this meeting began, the better it would be. Yet, typical him, he just a mind-reader. I only smiled and replied, "Let's just go walk, now." yet I remained frozen in space and time, just me and emptiness. We're walking to the city park and just went around, nothing really far but our steps actually might count like a mile. Restless just with him. I simply sat in silence, lost in my thoughts. It's nothing like there's no other place we can be. It's just I found my complete and I don't need to find anywhere else. "If only our ...
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

The Warm Wheel

Carry the heavy but silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled.
I whispered but no friends to talk, no hates go right.
I held his arm but the wind take him into the storm and rain gone mad.
I embraced his back to help him to be himself, yet the carry asked him not to.
I let him go. 
Run, devil, run, and shadows blacked his road.
Let's stop but he kept run and he kept do for me asked to not do.
He let them go.


Carry the heavy bur silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled.
The warm wheel, I let him go.


And, goodreads version:

Carry the heavy but silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled.
I whispered but no friends to talk, no hates go right.
I held his arm but the wind take him into the storm and rain gone mad.
I embraced his back to help him, yet the carry asked him not to.
I let him go. 
Run, devil, run, and shadows black his road.
Let's stop but he kept run and he kept do for me while I ask to not to.
He let them go.

Carry the heavy but silent in mode, walk through the land yet dark and oiled.

The warm wheel, I let him go.

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