“What if I could fly… would I reach the stars? Would I walk the sky so easy? What if I could touch the light of moon dreaming of someone.. like me. Why am not I sleeping right now? Why I can’t even think of sleep? Aren’t such thoughts weird?.. Of course it’s weird. Because I’m weird.”
Her thoughts were tearing her heart more and more, because she wasn’t so curious about that fact is it weird or not. Her mind tried to escape from that thing that made her cry, made her beg to be just a dream.
“Does he think of me? Only once…”
‘Fool… blind fool in love… Why does he need you? Why does anyone need you?’ – whispered she weeping. – ‘How could someone like you? You’re strange. And dreamy… Who needs someone living a dream? Yes, that’s right.. None. So why are you crying? If you know this truth.’ – wept she looking at her wall. She closed her eyes and tears fell down. In dead silence of the night her crying was like a very sad song, howling of loneliness, lost dream of a child chasing by nightmares.
Suddenly her phone blinked and she saw one new message.
‘It’s impossible.. why? Much better to feel this emptiness.. this terrible feeling of need… you know one pure truth – you dependon him. Yes…. he is like a drug to you. Sweet poison on your trembling lips that makes you suffer and wish only more. You know that you can’t live without this.. It’s like the air, bright sunshine, seductive dream of night… Just a fantasy calling for you everytime. You know that you’re going crazy. You’re sleeping…’
She was sleeping on the floor near the window still writing his name in the air…
That was the strangest night in her life. Like most of her nights… Weird and long.
Linlin's Poetry 