Sadistically empty, I drove slowly and carefully to work, owing to the hurt that had alienated me from the world so nonchalantly, bashed me in the world of chaos, sans sanity, in the void-ness and emptiness. Hollowness erupted from no-where and wrapped me in its venomous spirals of smoke – of nothingness! I asked why.
It dawned upon me like sun and shone, the physical hurt, the emotional hurt and physiological hurt. The last being when you’re so hurt that it shows as rouge on cheeks.
Ache was spilled on my skin as goose-bumps and beneath it like blood, inseparable from the flesh and bones. The big suction; and every pint of hope were sucked out of me, leaving me floating in the vacuum that remained, I wondered why.
So when tonight, I opened the windows, to blow a goodnight kiss, winds rushed in, they brought with them the tears that fell from your eyes into the abyss of loneliness, the words that escaped from your lips to form my name in whispers, the sadness that lingered in the silence of your sobs and some raw broken memories that littered the crevices of your incomplete room.
I now know, the why – because you had cried.
ps. This is half fact, the driving bit, and everything else is fiction.
pps. It might be a little non-coherent and you’d have to read twice for that 🙂 and i would love if someone suggests a name for me?