Twenty Three

                An event that started past day time. He wondered what she could have eaten to obstruct him from such heights. Memories flew as if it was like yesterday, though he never knew. Made a song, wrote a poem, and expressed some words through which he could never done due to some encounters but life was as profound as he expected it can be. It was as if words don’t matter the slightest, blocked by an unknown feeling he didn’t anticipated. Even though he was just nearby, what could have been the reason she flew so high? A fault in his behalf, or was it his?

                A friend he never intended to be just a friend. Plan in process, but he planned wrong. She was just too high, he cannot catch a star if it doesn’t fall. Waiting, an endeavor he wouldn’t forget. Thinking things as if he was ahead of time but time was already ahead of him. He cannot predict what’s about to come but when it does, he’d knew where it came from. As she flew so high with glimpse of the rainbow, he dropped so low through the depths of shadow.

                Twenty three, was it just a number or was it not? For him, it was a number with entirety of luck and encouragement. Though he knew she too acquired a number same as his but the feeling was not the same as his because for him, all of the things she brought in his life are things he would love to cherish and keep. Aside from that, she was august for him. A day became a memory, twenty four passed twenty three, those were the numbers worth remembering for.