for your clothes are the yin to my yang.
There is nothing wrong in conflict.
She was a strange soul, clumsily finding her way into the woods.
She trespassed every place she was asked not to.
She avoided every road that was illuminated.
Perhaps she wanted to find herself falling in an endless pit of adventures.
Her very own Wonderland. Her very own rabbit hole.
Books can be harmful, you see. Fiction,even more so.
It makes you believe.
But she was no Alice. She was real.
She was afraid.
She expected a real fire, even if it meant blazing in her own glory to ashes.
So every time she went out free falling, for another vertigo rush, in the middle of getting somewhere and nowhere, she would panic.
That’s when Wagner’s ‘Ride of the Valkyrie’ would resound in the valley.
Yes, she was known to be dramatic. It was either that or dub-step!
She believed that if she could overcome gravity, even if for a millisecond, she’d have achieved nirvana, she’d become her own Goddess.
So she found herself holding the hand of another. More clutching for dear life than holding.
The another completely clueless of the catastrophe that ensued.
The another mesmerized by her madness, and she by another’s balance.
She believed that they could be safe now, but she was only dragging another down with her.
You can’t hold on to something when you are falling, it’s bound to be a mess.
It was clear to her, as the ground approached her swiftly. She was doomed.
That’s when the unthinkable happened. She stood there, levitating, few meters from the crash.
Another had succeeded. He peered into her madness and she was a Goddess for what seemed like a blink, but to her, an eternity.
He could do it because he was rising while she was falling.
And when they crashed, they did so with a smile.
And just like that, out of the blue, another became her own.
You can hear them every now and then, as they dash for their adventures with a ravaging zest.
The trajectory of their falls consumed them so much that they would forget about their bruises from the collisions, almost instantaneously.
Are they lovers? I can’t really say.
They are simply chasing away each other’s blues.