I saw you that day. Dressed in the dirtiest shade of blue. But I couldn't decide who looked more messy, your blue dress or you.
Your face covered in so much dirt, it was hard to make out your features. But as destiny always adored making me his playmate, it instructed fate to make sure I would never forget your dirty, messy face. It made sure I saw those eyes. It made sure I remembered their shade. The exact shade. The same dirty shade your dress was in but only so much more beautiful. How could I ever forget those eyes. Even if I was reborn a hundred different times in hundred different places, I know I would not ever, ever forget those eyes. Never would I ever be able to find anything else about nature breathtaking except for the tint of sky that it colored your eyes in.
You walked into my life like a storm. And so did those eyes. Every time your lashes brushed the air above them, every time the skin around your lid furrowed in an attempt to understand why I stared at you so intently and all those times when you asked me quiet questions, through those eyes, I felt all the storms of the world in my tiny heart.
Every single part of me screamed in agony. The agony of not being able to touch you. The unending pain in not being able to hold you close, look into your eyes and let the world around me dissolve in the most resplendent blue ever.
But it's never been in destiny's nature to be benign towards me. Making me the most unfortunately fortunate person ever, I did get too close to your ocean once.
I fail to comprehend how that moment has besieged my entire life and all the seconds that it owns.
Imagine my plight when I realized that it was not just the blue in those eyes that could stop all of my heart beats but also the isolated unseen green that could damage the rest of my organs. Like a scant island, the green in your eyes were stranded amongst an ocean filled cosmos. They could be passed as insignificant from a distance but just like those tiny stars, when neared upon, they could burn up anyone's world.
And so they burnt up mine.
I remember every part of me turning into ashes in that moment and I know for sure, that nothing in this universe can bring me back to what I used to be before I got too close to fire only the deepest corners of hell can bear.
- Excerpt from the book I'll never write
- Rati
