almost there... maybe...

I had really wanted to trust you. To finally let myself go and lean on you. I had wanted to be able to hold your hand and say that, "Yes. Finally." But things don't work out that way anymore. Things are not meant to be that way.

After all, we are just two people in a world filled with random strangers. What right do we have to cling to each other forever? We are but two strangers made known to each other by the rays of light that shone above, immersing everything but the both of us in the darkness...

I'm scared again.

Because, little boy, I might lose you.

You know, after all, how hard it is for me to lose you, to have no one. To feel all alone again. And I don't want to feel alone again because I don't want to cry anymore because everyone will point at me and laugh at me because I don't look like myself anymore.

Little girl will cease to exist if you are gone, little boy.

That's why I'm scared. You are going so far away, growing up so fast that you're leaving me behind. You know things that do not come to my mind and I remain as I am, holding on to my hope...

our hope...

Or... what used to be our hope and what's left of all the dreams we used to dream together.

But maybe it is a lost hope after all.

You've always been the one who wanted to go out and explore the world while I was the one who followed you, following only because I am scared of not seeing anymore and seeing your shadows in my morbid nightmares every time the moon turns silvery in the midnight sky.

And your shadows will be haunting me even in the day.

Now, you let go of my grasping fingers as you move on, leaving me behind truly.

We were almost there.

Almost.