I see you crying. You do’t know it, but your tears are crystal clear drops of light, pure light and they bring you so close to me!
I see you looking in the mirror, searching for every little sign. That your swollen eyes are ugly and inexpressive, what a terrible lie! You don’t know it, but your eyes are open gates to a heavenly soul. Yours!
I see you struggling to create the magic on a blank page. You call it “the writer’s block”, I call it blindness. How I wish you could feel the magic inside you! Because you are simply amazing and your words are instruments of healing!
I see you dying a little more, every day. And you cannot see me…
Here I am, falling in love with your words.
Here I am, a tourist and a shadow in your world of emotions.
Here I am praying for you.
We’re writers and dreamers and we may never fit in (what they call) normality. Who cares? You and me, fulfilling old legends, we stay awake in each other’s dreams. We live for ever and a day in each other’s stories. We share memories of things that never happened. You and me. That’s the level of faith given unto our entwined souls!
I see you reading my words. Doubts and questions…Is it about me? you ask and the echo of your thoughts becomes the rhythm of my heart. Yes, it is about YOU.
I touch the cold screen of this old, broken laptop, just like you do. Right now. Close your eyes, let your fingers touch mine, from worlds apart. Do you feel me?
You are here now, with me, safe within my being. I’m keeping the memory of you-and-me, your tears and your struggle, even the words I never agreed to, I’m keeping them all, ’till the very last beating of my heart. And one beat away into the unknown…
Because you know…you became immortal…
…the day I fell in love with you.
Dear friends, I’m taking a short break from writing, since I’ll be travelling, for the next three weeks. I’ll still be here, reading and commenting, connecting in every way I can with every one of you. Falling in love with your words and praying for the lonely hearts out there. Thank you for not giving up on me!
The source of the image: Penning a Letter by George Goodwin Kilburne