Do you believe?
“It’s been three straight days that passed since you walked out that house. How long should does it have to take for you to regain your love? Your confidence?” an invisible entity whispered as it lurks behind the girl who stood behind the closed windowpane gazing outside the street.
“I’ve been a fool, someone who is hoping that doesn’t even have any hope of my own,” she said with a tone so low that it could pierce anyone’s heart. She held herself as a cold draft suddenly clung onto her skin. “Alas, I lost my heart.”
“Where is that girl who used to walk straight with her head up high and loves herself through and through?” the entity turned into a solid form, a splitting image of the girl, giving her an embrace. “Why are you hiding? Some things that are lost are meant to be found. What was it that made you love yourself? I am here, why can’t you see that? Why can’t you accept things that you cannot control? Here you are again, hiding; wishing; longing for something that’s not going to happen. You won’t see that if you stay behind here; behind the future. No one else could love you more than yourself. If you do not have love to yourself then there won’t be any love on anything. It’ll just be an illusion.”
The girl suddenly felt a grip in her heart trying to squeeze out a tear, although, she could not shed any of them. Then she shut her eyes tight as the entity frowned and let go of her.
“Why can’t you love me?” The entity slowly starts to fade away. The girl opened her eyes quickly as if she realized something. Turning to see the entity she could barely see, reaching out to her but it was too late. The entity was gone, tears starts to crawl down upon her cheeks. “You buried yourself too deep in that black hole for too long. You can’t even see the light. Love yourself, as much as I love you.”
The grand tower clock that stood across the hall started to chime. She woke up, seeing herself in front of her computer. On the screen, a word document was open and something was written along after a few repeated letters. Her hand was lying on the keyboard too long. “Where are you, my angel?” was written on the first line and at the end of the long continuous repeated letter was “I’m right here.”
Playing: Angel - Robbin Williams
“I’ve been a fool, someone who is hoping that doesn’t even have any hope of my own,” she said with a tone so low that it could pierce anyone’s heart. She held herself as a cold draft suddenly clung onto her skin. “Alas, I lost my heart.”
“Where is that girl who used to walk straight with her head up high and loves herself through and through?” the entity turned into a solid form, a splitting image of the girl, giving her an embrace. “Why are you hiding? Some things that are lost are meant to be found. What was it that made you love yourself? I am here, why can’t you see that? Why can’t you accept things that you cannot control? Here you are again, hiding; wishing; longing for something that’s not going to happen. You won’t see that if you stay behind here; behind the future. No one else could love you more than yourself. If you do not have love to yourself then there won’t be any love on anything. It’ll just be an illusion.”
The girl suddenly felt a grip in her heart trying to squeeze out a tear, although, she could not shed any of them. Then she shut her eyes tight as the entity frowned and let go of her.
“Why can’t you love me?” The entity slowly starts to fade away. The girl opened her eyes quickly as if she realized something. Turning to see the entity she could barely see, reaching out to her but it was too late. The entity was gone, tears starts to crawl down upon her cheeks. “You buried yourself too deep in that black hole for too long. You can’t even see the light. Love yourself, as much as I love you.”
The grand tower clock that stood across the hall started to chime. She woke up, seeing herself in front of her computer. On the screen, a word document was open and something was written along after a few repeated letters. Her hand was lying on the keyboard too long. “Where are you, my angel?” was written on the first line and at the end of the long continuous repeated letter was “I’m right here.”
Playing: Angel - Robbin Williams
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