Fall

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It has been a long wait. It has been a long fall.

The doors are opened. And the lights are mellow. I’ve known the difference between crimson and red.

Rushing through my veins and pipes. How long?

Like footnotes of a dream, I’m living everyday on a loop. Heart pounding, belly twisting nervousness – thinking all the time. Why me?

I’ve painted your face when I was in school. My world was filled with 12 shades of colours in a tiny cardboard box. What for?

Last September. My day was ruined. My month was burnt. My year was scarred.

I never got any hint about your presence. Where were you?

It has been a long wait. It has been a long fall.

How long? Why me? What for? Where were you?

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~ by rb on September 3, 2013.

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