*High*

"My feet were on the ground yet, i was flying high up in the sky. Yeah! high- i was high only forgetting that after the high flight i was sure to fall down. She pleaded to land safely on the ground but i ignored her. I loved her of course but soaring in the sky was more attractive than her voice far away. "You'll fall and hurt yourself then what will become of me?" she seemed to say from somewhere far away. i heard her but no i was confident that i will get down before hurting myself or anyone else and especially before hurting my love.But oh- i had never been so wrong in my life."

"aaargh! not today, not again!" oh but yet again. expectation, disappointment, anger frustration and sadness. This is what had consumed her these days and him instead of helping contributed more in the above. They were happy. So happy. And now she could barely remember what it was like. Tears of anger rolled onto her cheeks, she sat on her bedroom floor, crying helplessly. It had been four and a half months since she had not seen his face. Her heart ached desperately for that one person who was miles and miles away." All i want is to talk to him. Him. HIM. But him, he? He wants to get freaking high everyday. Get freaking high and ignore me. Always". She complained not knowing to whom she herself had no idea of. "i miss u. i just miss u so bad. But i cant do this anymore. I cant wait for someone who doesn't even bother to talk to me."
He miles away was soaring in the sky, knowing his girl was mad and sad. He miles away was high in the trips of weed as she felt like she was rotting in the pit of hell. Two persons-two hearts- two different feelings- the same one world.
"I just cant do it anymore" she whispered one last time before the world went dizzy, before she lost consciousness and before she fell gracefully onto the ground.