A reflection of boundlessness

A reflection of boundlessness

A Story by Tanvi
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Through the boundless sands of longing, love's light flickers, as we watch from afar, hoping for a connection to transcend time.

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A reflection of boundlessness


Some things are seemingly countless, like the stars of the night, the hair on your head, the sand on the beach. Have you ever tried counting those? No, right? Some things are never counted because we know they are boundless. They are just like light, beauty and time. 

I was walking down a beach yesterday. With some sand in my hand, I watched them fall down on the earth, while some disappeared away in the air towards the stars. I chuckled knowing I was the one that fell in hopes to fly. But it looks like you flew, soaring in the air, living your best life while I wait here lying on the ground watching you, hoping you see me too.


Thinking back to the days when we held each other tight

Especially when we spent the nights hiding in fright.

I never knew there would be a day of this change,

Now I am a lonely particle waiting for an exchange.


Any exchange really;

If it were for my blood to get me to fly to you ,

If it were my heart for you to fall again for me,

If it were my arms for you to cuddle me again,

If it were….. Anything really… I promise anything really. 


Well only if your ears were meant to hear this; my arms were made to hold you; my heart was made to love you: again all over again. We could have had it all , even though it might be for a short period of time as fate can’t see you and I together.  


Light, beauty, time are boundless of all the boundaries, powerful than all the mighties, then who were we trying to go against the circle of time? Who were we to not understand that we weren’t blinded by the light? When we were actually blinded by trust, love, and comfort. They form their own boundaries which cannot be surpassed by the vigour of time or the potency of light. They never die, they get passed on like tales from one person to another and it never stops. All we hoped was to not go down in history, to not be called the forbidden love or the us that never could last but we held on. We just wanted to be left alone, far in the woods, lost in its mist, finding our way out while enjoying the bliss of being together. 


All along I think we both knew that we could never have that no matter how hard we try. That is why we are the sky and the ground. Never together but never really apart. May you fly as high as my hopes were and be happy as I lay here watching you break the boundaries for you and me.

© 2023 Tanvi


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Added on September 19, 2023
Last Updated on September 19, 2023
Tags: Longing, Boundlessness, Love, Reflection, Loss, Romanticism, Emotional, Metaphorical, Introspective, Poetic Prose.

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Tanvi
Tanvi

Hong Kong, Hong Kong, Hong Kong



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