Perhaps right and wrong time doesnāt exist, because if you weāre right, this timing wonāt even matter.
An open letter:
To that wrong kind of captureā¦ We started with Hi and Hello. I caught you looking at me from a far. You smiled, and I do the same.
There was neither slow motion nor butterflies on my stomach. Those weāre just plain and simple, yet left something remarkable. We were connected through our minds perhaps and soundly like it.
Exchanging of messages started. As I get along, I started to laugh at silly things, random conversations that are out of the world and the like. There was no dull moments at all. Late night talks became constant, deep and argumentations were made for the record.
Days passed by that I see myself comfortable enough in talking to you, that we sometimes shared lifeās battles. A day wouldnāt end without your name appears on my call list nor my message box.
Feels like everyday promises a good day, that as the sun goes up I always see myself at the right side of the bed reading your morning greetings. My face is filled with smile and I feel vigorous. Whatever happens I have the reason to keep on smiling. To sum it up, Iām in the state of euphoria!
You were giving me this perception that I can be the most beautiful woman and I deserve someone who can see and unfold the real me, within me.. Everything was on itās perfect bloom, like things were falling into itās place. As they said you meet people not by accident but either they came a cross your path for a reasons or a lessons.
Theoretically I guess you serve both.. As the circadian rhythm changes when I met you.
But wait where does these thing heading to? Am I out of the line? Or maybe I just figured it out the wrong way? Why the rhythm does runs out of tune at the melodious time? I became melancholic! Rationalizing. Rationalizing.
Until I woke up one day with all these realizations. Yes, I must admit that I am mistakenly driven by my inevitable beliefs of a fairytale ending. What reality present must be internalised, and to accept that some things are not bound to happen the way we want it to be!
Perhaps right and wrong time doesnāt exist, because if you weāre right, this timing wonāt even matter.
So long cardiac muscle, til your next beat!