In Him I was Caged

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Heaven has opened, when I first had a glimpse of you. It was what I am feeling, the cold wind that brushes my skin, my heartbeat that sang when our eyes had contact. I suddenly wanted someone to hug me because of the coldness I have felt, but also you were that comforter who warmed me with just your presence. I never thought that a simple water could taste like chocolate. I never thought that your smile could send a hot-stabbed to my stomach, I felt how it is when a butterfly flaps its wings. I felt so dizzy, but you were that medicine I'll take for me to be normal again. Every road to takes with you, every out of the world adventures with you, every mouth-watering food trips with you, your every smile at me that always sends a thousand sensations and your every goodbye... I was caged on that, but then from the start you were never mine.


Memories just remain as memories. We can go back to that memories, to the feelings, but never to the person. Waves of memories that rushes as the rain knocks on my window. Memories that made me think of how love can be profound that every time I see the clock's hand moved, the beat of my heart sing along upon remembering you, and us from the past... but was there an us? Memories will really remain as memories. Memories of him... of you and him. I do not own you for he owned you. I was out of the picture because it was you and him from the very start. I admit I am caged and is still left in the flames of the past, but the whispers of the wind reminds me that it's just a trace of it and I should go on. I am my own light in this darkness and that after this chain, I will live again for myself.

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