Une Nuit​ Froide

A cold snowy night. icicles form on a nearby street window from the remnants of last night’s cold showers. A cold and wet park bench is where I have made my temporary residence.

I glimpse at my phone to check the time, a quarter past two in the morning. I realize I have been sitting idle for almost two hours, a feat I previously thought impossible. I was never one to slow down and think, but here I find myself in such a life-defining situation.

I pray for catharsis so I can remove myself, just for a while, for this train-wreck I have caused. But it never came. And so I sit, wondering where did it all go so terribly wrong.

I relive each moment in our history, trying to solve this unsolvable puzzle. We used to be so jovial that it made people jealous, but we were also equally at war with each other. I hope you find what you’re looking for in this labyrinthian maze of life because I found mine and I know how much joy it can bring.

I am also familiar with the darkness it can bring once that is lost, so hold on to it for dear life

I sit here, trying to decipher this encrypted mind of mine. But it’s key lies with you.

~Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.~

 

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