Deep down the road....There they were...standing...metaphorically speaking...they were close to being status, In fact i dont know why they stood there not taking a single step forward...but im certain i sow her getting there first... She was a fast runner never been afraid of roads or what laying behind... She was the curious type always going her way with sparkling eyes...And flying hair...she was light as the wind... Strong like a storm... Her feet on the ground but her thoughts roaming around...taking in all what comes in her path... Keeping everything beautiful in heart and rejecting every thing else...i could see her smile with close eyes.. That's when i knew why she was never afraids of roads...
Actually she was never really there...
She was in her own world.
Him in an other hand was not the same
He was the type of person whose always afraid... Afraid of getting lost... Afraid walking alone in a path he doesn't know were it leads... Afraid of letting go of places he already know like the palm of his hand, afraid of where he was going and of what he could find.
He was always cautious...taking slow steps...i could swear he never had a notion of time... Days and nights looked the same to him...he couldn't care less whether it takes him months or years to get to where he was going... Always said the important thing is that eventually he will get there But his road seemd to have no end.
When she first came across him the hands in her watch stoped, marking midnight...and i could see the confused look in her eyes As she took her last step. As for him it was then when he realized the importance of moments...the step he took was the most important impulsive step he took in his entire life.
As he faced her it seemd that two dimensional worlds collapsed.. And as they held hand their souls fused to one...And nothing existed any more except of "now"... A continous recored of now.
Everything was silent...except of their eyes...everything was standing still... Except of their dancing soul going in and out of their two bodies.. And they stood there in the middle of the road.
It was the first time she got lost... Lost in his eyes And it was the first time he didn't feel afraid of what it could happened "now".
The watch marked midnight...a dark mysterious time... And it never stared ticking again as there they were... standing... Metaphorically speaking... They were close to being status... But their soul danced every where.
#اكرام_سويلم #كلام_الليل #koukou
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