Clear Heart
In the night of the drizzling rain, I look outside of the window and imagine that you are out there in my front yard; waiting for me to come out as you need my warm tight hug to be your fire. As you shaking tremendously in my arms; putting out those cold away; my hand plays blissfully through your hair with drips of water running between my fingers.
Suddenly, I felt fickle of warmth on my chest and I sensate the tears could not help you to hide the sudden silent burst. As I stare deeply into your eyes, I asked “Is there something wrong?”
You just shook your head as you lean more to my chest. Something must be. There must be. The person whom I want to be with suddenly appeared in front of me; you were choking with words; things that you want to utter but something hold you back.
“Something that you want to tell me?” I asked again. You nodded weakly.
“I love you. I love you so much till my heart could not bear it anymore. I know I made you waited but the reason I did it is to make an assurance to myself that you are really serious about me, about us, about you…and me. And it suddenly gets me; when my heart whispered to me that your sincerity could be felt by it, the love it could taste and passion that touched it. My heart want you to have it. My heart belongs to you. My heart is yours. My heart is own….by you”.
I was struck by what the person whom I care about says. The heart; that one heart that is precious to me is now mine. No words. No voice. No nothing. As I kissed your forehead, I promised to myself that I would take care of it; taking care of you.
I knew there is a reason upon why you made me wait; perhaps it is not from me, perhaps it is not from you, perhaps it is from me, perhaps it is from you or perhaps it is from both of us; but the assurance is there and from day one I could feel it.
All I need to do is only staring outside the windows when the rain shower the earth when it happens.
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