The movie played over and over again in my head. It continued to haunt me in my sleep.
The characters… they were all but warm, and comforting, and all over each other.
And then, the movie suddenly stopped.
I was there, watching.
My heart was racing. Waiting for every second to pass. Waiting for every smile. Waiting for both of them to look at each other with that gaze that would bring shame to the sun’s rays. It was so warm, full of love. It used to be.
And then, it all stops.
What’s next?
Stand still. Hold still. Breathe still.
I said to myself.
The world is spinning around me. Time is running out.
And then, time ran. Time flew.
Wishing it would stop, too.
But then, it didn’t.
I stopped.
I should stand still. Hold still. Breathe still.
I realized,
In the end…
Alone, I will stand still.
-eneeryvi
Laguna, PHL
07.52PM, 29 January 2017