Story in a Bottle
It was dark…. It was pitch black but despite the darkness of the night a tiny sparkling star adorns the night like a diamond so precious beautifying the dullness of the sky. The stars aligned making the sky look like a beautiful long black gown, so steep that even a million folds of the richest man on earth could not afford.
The twinkling of the stars glim a hope to a withered heart. It brightens and lightens up a heavy heart and brings euphoria to a depressed mind. It gives a blanket to the coldness of someone’s cold stormy life.
In my mind happiness is only to some who could afford the cost that goes along with it. Happiness is simply just an expensive doohickey. It is something for the wealthy personalities. I had adjudged this theory after a heavy fight in the quest to the truest happiness. Lost from the battle has taken away the only sparkle of hope that happiness exists in the battlefield of the poor.
My heart hardened like a stone in the river. Appalled by callousness of the world, my life needs to sail leaving every scar that hardens my delicate heart.
Life goes on and spending the night looking up the sky wondering what a world would have in the other planets wandering around the stars. Withered as it may seem a second chance of happiness has struck and shattered every wall I have in place to safe guard me from the cruelty of the world. In so many years of sulking myself deserted in the wilderness of the world I created to pacify this bitter heart. Someone has forcefully entered the horizon where no one has entered. I thought you are just one fellow who has lost the battle welcoming you with an open heart. At last someone has come to accompany me in this world cultivated to soothe those who have lost the battle in their quest to happiness.
It was that smiles that brought hope into my life. It was that sweetness that melts my hardened heart. It was your beautiful heart that I have fallen. It wasn’t that cute little face or the facade of the most celebrated face that everyone loved that captivated my withered heart.
It was in my dream that we’re a happy aficionado wandering the wilderness like Tarzan and Jane. You were like the moon in my darkest night giving light an array of hope and a smile in my darkest night. My smile was true and my laughter is from the heart.
It never was my intention to engrave this dream into my heart. I never planned fairy tale with you. But all fairytales have their own ending. But when it ends I’d hope it is like a Cinderella story in the modern times, only to find out that my story with you would end up not the protagonist or the antagonist of your own story but rather I was just the wall flower in your story.
My time has come to bid farewell to the wilderness I created. I am thankful for you have shown me the essence of living outside the walled wilderness I have created. That love is only found in me and not in the world. That misery is only true when we allow it to grow in our heart.
As I hold my very last breath, I wish you the happiness you deserve. I will leave you in peace so you may raise your family with abundant love. As for me, let me travel the deep of the Pacific Ocean, dispersing my story in a bottle into the waves of the ocean
