Wish I had got this moment earlier. All I need is a thought to rest my emotions on. I don’t want to make changes thereafter. Just one devotion. Just one belonging. Tired of being a vagabond. Tired of being at the doorstep. I wish this time I make it my own. My home.

Why is so difficult to be devoted, typically difficult to being the god. I wish this one time I have the capability to belong, in every single said way. I never need everything, but I only need the meaning to it.

A prince of my time. A soul so undefined. Child like qualities. But divinity of a certain saint.

Seemed like a glimpse, seemed like an episode. A few minutes of unforgettable pronounciations, connections, tones, words and people. There's just something which seemed like nothing else. I dont know what exactly I was looking for, but maybe I had got much more. A story to tell. A child to watch grow. A dream of a certain soul. Blessed be he who let him unfold.

Everyday turns into a want for me. Is it purely because he makes me that way. He sees me inside out. He sees me as I am. He makes me pose in different styles. More like he owns a part of me. Is this what I wanted. Something hidden. Something fearful. Something is just not right. I don't know how I have met him but now he's an everyday to me. I don't know where this is getting at. Whether this will be anything real. I fear I might give into him. He's an illusion. I might give into being taken over. I will give into him.

Every night a beast awaits his turn.
To be engulfed into the darkness that the nights brings in with her. It’s a story unheard off. A silence so musical like that of the rhythmic breath.
He’s not someone can know or knows off. A beast, a creature who partners the night. Never to be seen in the daylight. There’s a certain mysteriousness that is felt with him.
It’s a conversation that the night romances with the beast. Cruelty he shows, but the night even more ruthless can be, shall leave him alone at dawn.
He’s a child the night can father, a lover the night could hate, a beast in all true sense; he’s just a night the night forgave.

A little bit..

It’s a little bit of craziness that lets me be on my own today.
A little bit of you makes it perfect.
I’ve never needed you around. Rather maybe I’ve loved my own mysterious ways so much that I would hate to show them to you.
Maybe I’m never going to be face to face with you. Or maybe I don’t ever want to be face to face with you. Reasons maybe many. But answers are just never known.
I don’t know where you come from, who you are, what you do or what would you do next. And this is just I always needed. A perfect stranger.
Everyone needs a crazy little side. Something to hide. Something to fear. Someone who you can be shameless, fearless, happy, angry or even a person you never know. Someone who completes just a little bit of me. Someone who knows just a little bit about me.
Maybe that little bit is you.

So like an everyday a today started. So many people, so many stories, so many moments and even more emotions. And then there was a story about me. A someone I had never seen. Stranger. I found myself so different everyday. A mirrored image of me I see in strangers. I live with a stranger every new day. It must change or it shall be a silent death of an unknown. I forget why I say so. But it must change.

I must be happy, or I couldnt have survived. I cant let go. Memories with a certain stranger make me stronger every day.

I wished for a moment my life would change. I wasn’t even an inch close to what I wished I could be when I saw him.

It was a different life he lived. For the first time I believed that maybe I did resemble the Bridget Jones my friends thought I was.

I was happier in what I thought it all could be. Did the fairy tale come out of a book? I ignored thinking I never deserved it. But then when I took a chance it virtually happened. Truly. Dreaming never made better sense than just a smile.

He wanted to create an illusion. Something mystical. Magician he was and just no prince.

Mad hatter. Soulfully young. Never mine. Never belonged.

And in no time, with a wave of his wand.. He was gone.