The still clock
A chaotic travel day with 6+ hour flight delay for a 4+ hour flight. But, the longest hour of the day was the last hour in a short connecting flight — all alone. Together, time flies. Separation makes the clock stand still. She didn’t have the courage to bid him good bye. She didn’t want him to feel any worse. She didn’t have the heart to leave. She didn’t have the heart to lose. She once dreamt of something. She made a promise. All she did was to follow just one transient dream with no heart towards the end. All she did was to put her first for once. Should I be happy to feel sad while I’m away?—-a gift to feel the happiest when I’m around you. Should I teach you to thrive without me? Should I feel miserable as I type all this? To die with guilt is a saying for real. Will she die again remains a mystery.