eu·pho·ri·a
- a feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness.
But why does my happiness bring destruction? Why does it feel the contradictory of it?
You can call me the girl with her twisted fate.
And that's all I can say because words can't...
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I can't help but stutter. I wanted this to happen ever since forever; to see them even if it was just for a second, even if just as an illusion.
I'm about to run when I realize that my body is transparent!!
"Astra, come now, let's eat," mom called out.
Well, I don't care anymore about this shit. I rushed to my Mom and gave her the hug that I wish I could give to her in reality.
I know they're not real but...
"Astra, are you ok?" dad asked.
"I love you two and… I'm sorry… I failed to protect you both. I'm sorry I was weak back then… I'm sorry if I couldn't keep my promise that I will live my life to its fullest," I fumbled with all the words and thoughts that had been driving me crazy for years now. I badly wanted them to know.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
For all those years I kept it all bottled up inside. And for now, I think just for once, I can let out my emotions. It’s just that the pain has never been bearable enough.
"Oh honey, what are you saying?" mom asked while enveloping me in her arms.
I miss those times when I have someone to run into, someone who comforts me. I want this to last, I wanna stay.
However, as soon as I see the watch over my wrist, it's like cold water had been poured on me, waking me up out of my petty delusion and forcing me to face the painful reality; that there's no time left for me to dwell over my emotions. Well, who am I kidding? All my wishes never really came true anyway.
And by this time I realize that I am no longer transparent. It’s like I'm slowly becoming a part of this illusion.
I broke away from the hug to find a transparent key over mom's chest and behind them is a door that I didn't see earlier because my system was clouded by my emotions.
