She was walking on the path, towards the place where their paths were going to split; she was walking towards the crossroad, where everyone of them was going to head for his own future, enriched by the experience and robbed by the emotions of the break up. You are standing a couple centimeters from the person in front of you, but you feel as if he is so far away. You want to say so much, but you somehow can’t utter a word. People, who used to be the center of your Universe, today seem as if they have no place in your life. You look around and you wonder how to rearrange your present, in a way that will have some free space for them- just so you can keep these people by yourself… maybe just from pure feeling of sentiment for the shared past or pure egoism, born by the thought that if you let them leave, they will soon become part of somebody else’s present.
You are standing against that person and you feel like hugging him for goodbye… just to wish him luck. But how could you reach out for somebody, who is so far away from you, so far away from your true essence? Isn’t it equal to reaching out to the air and hugging an emptiness… an emptiness that is left with you to the end of your life?
We walk on the paths of life, where somebody is always waiting to meet us- to teach us a lesson, or to receive one from us. Some people get in the rhythm of our gate and manage to walk by us to the end… others are constantly chasing us, or forcing us to chase them. A race, where sooner or later, on the next corner the chased or the chasing trips over and falls down. He is stuck there, waiting for his next soul mate.
Often times, the one who keeps on walking, is (more…)