antithesis
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, 03-18-2013 at 08:23 AM (3108 Views)
stranger,
no matter how small i think this city is, i know that i must concede certain secret corners, many dark alleys and many of those faces that prowl its streets, to the unknown. this city might be small, but still, it is large enough that i sometimes find myself lost in one of its criss-crossing streets. and sometimes in the eyes of someone like you.
like many in this city, we have unknowingly managed to skirt past each other's consciousness not knowing each other existed. another face in the crowd, we couldn't even be expected to remember each other's faces if we bumped into one another...
except that we didn't just bump into each other. it was more like a violent intrusion, an irritating distraction whose warranty for entertainment expired after only a few days.
i cannot stand the idea that someone like you exists. with your angel eyes, you came in and pulled the one card at the bottom of this house of cards i have built for so long, sending it crashing, fleeing into your direction. you came and stole words that in themselves were the language of an entire world made only just for two.
it is not a wonder then that even if i have never met you, stranger, i wanted to own the avenues and streets that lead to your side of the city. i want to break them, twist them, so that the chance that we'd accidentally find each other, a few feet, a few inches from one another would never materialize. cringing at the thought of forcing to give away pleasantries that i don't mean, i want to block my borders from you, if only to show how ridiculously different our worlds are.
but why is it that in my dreams i endure bloodbaths just to save you? why is it that in there, i phase through walls just to be beside you and hold your hand?
jeub