Wake Up Sexy

The Opening Scene!

Night! Stars, breeze, and Serenity, is what I used to describe this one time of the day, few years ago. But....

Today as I walk on the Brooklyn Bridge, in this starry night, I realize that the only word that I should always use is Sleepless.

No sleep, is what defines me. Crazy much! But that's how I have ended up with my crazy ass of a life.

Or wait!

Is it even a life? A life where I lay on my bed in the night, and stare at the ceiling like a person who had been playing the Mannequin Challange, the only difference being there is no music but instead there is only loud thumping of my broken heart.

The cool wind manages to hit me hard across my face, as my dark grey eyes scan the beautiful bridge; the space between the cable suspension giving a clear view of the water underneath it whereas the moon doesn't fail to shine in the waters.

And that's when I remembered the one person who managed to enter my broken life two years ago; but today even she was not present beside me.

And who was I suppose to blame?

Myself!

My fate!

Or

Serena!!

The name felt so right, rolling out of my tongue like a mantra but I wonder, after today do I even have the right to chant that angelic beauty's name?

Few hours ago, I might have considered myself one lucky guy who was granted a second chance to get some happiness after that traumatic experience of pain since I passed high school.

But someone has said it right; Nothing in this world is permanent, and so was my happiness or I should rather say: Our happiness!

As I view, the shadow of my tall figure on the road, I recalled the memories that this place had of ours but now everything was gone.

All that was left of me was a plain broken boy who had no peace in his life.

My eyes which were downcast for a while as I took steady steps ahead on the bridge, now turned to look on the side ways. Just then they halted on my left, where a small boy was cuddled up like a ball on the wooden bench that was kept in the side.

My steps moved forth on their own as something in me stirred as I saw that little boy shivering due to the cold. I didn't understand this world at all at that moment. How can someone abondon their own child like that? It was cruel absolutely insane, as I would like to put forth but I guess that's the reality for you.

On approaching the bench, I took a good look at the small kid whose lips were trembling due to the cold but that didn't woke him up from his deep slumber. His copper brown hairs were falling on his forehead reminding me of myself.

In hours, a small smile managed to tug at the end of my lips as my hand raised on their own accord to caress the kid's head. Immediately realizing that I was wearing an overcoat over my long sleeved t-shirt , I removed it from my body and covered the boy with it, who hugged the warmth offered to him instantly.

Making sure that, he was comfortable enough I made my way to the nearest bench. A tired sigh escaped my lips as I sat down on the bench, resting my back on the bench while my head dangled half in air and other half on the bench.

I didn't realized when and how my eyes closed, but when I opened them a tear was escaping from the sides and next I knew that someone sat beside me.

Raising my head, I saw the same kid sitting beside me holding my coat. His messy hairs flying in the air, while his innocent blue eyes were staring right through me. Something the way he was staring at me reminded me of Serena and again the similar pain succumbed my chest as the reality finally sank in me that I have lost her.