To Meet you

Again, I freaked out a bit. Force his brain to imagine again and make a pattern of species, whether by it could be damage or a trace of farness.

- It's like the knowledge in the brain that has held those difficulties out of the Limitation.

- Knowledge? Yeah, I make sense of everything. How do you know I judge things?

He could judge even now, his movements, his looking, his grace, and more. He has literally no control over himself. His mind is talking with a stranger he hardly knows. But he continues the faithful conversation to him. No regression, no fatalities... Nevertheless, he can feel how he always feels. His mind is throwing himself back to the imagination where time had stopped for a while. He knows the faults, what he can never make.

- The illusive Obedient simplifies the virtues of Reverence, I have it!

|All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you|

Smiles a bit. Million times later, the horror smile appears from a dead person.

he again looked on the window, settled his eyes on the sky filled with thousands of stars. Sparkling, Glancing, whispering to him to run away. Moon is blushing, facing at him. He never thinks one moment like this one.

- I don't want to let it go either

All he can feel is someone's absence... don't know why.

- If I see you one day, my mouth will be smiling, my beats would be faster than ever, my faith... my faith would be yours.

He knows what he can wait for now is a meet.

- I can stay forever here in that position. If you're letting me wait and awake, I would never mind.

sitting before my window with memories left written on the sky. All the desires, all the hopes would turn soon. He has no one to tell all those Anticipations.

- I wonder YOU know.

- JIMMY!

Again, looks behind....

- Who?

Instantly reminds, he was imagining..

|I was Enchanted to meet you|

Again falls apart, smile with teary eyes. Didn't catch his feelings back. Rather, he feels emotional and hungry for some inspiration. He can never make his luck.

- The Luck-takers aren't the Luck-givers

He hopelessly mumbles. Again, I saw the letter. And reads a section. Feels, some rudeness also were in that letter.

- More than two months, he isn't replying to his letter, nor a meet.

He is just giving his awkwardness towards unnecessity. He knows he never had anyone to wipe his tears. He has been doing it for decades. It's midnight, he is alone... dying here! No one is here for keeping him alive. He needs someone sometimes.

He again falls on his couch and changes his mind. Kept the letter up to his mouth, questioned,

- Do you actually love me?

He moved aside and faced the empty door, reacted for why he even left it open. Nobody is there, no one can even be! He doesn't know for whom he is waiting for. He still has his sense that he is imagining. It wasn't real at all. So why did he again and again open his eyes and look at the door whether anyone was there or not.

- If you're at my door, pacing back and forth, I would run as the star says and jump on you!

| It was Enchanted to meet you|

He looks at the sky, giving his complaints why he didn't here. Notices how beautiful the sky is looking. He never found himself in that position. He tried to fall again for Vanishing in his thoughts, but this time, no imagination came. He widely looked up!

No words can give the definition from where it comes from?

- Name it.

What is it in actual? The lack of confusion lifting Jimmy upwards is not for hoping, but for awakening. It is lingering feeling, he can't ignore. Tears falls, and some of the leaves move, Oscillating his faith to the emptiness. Facing regardlessly, one day he would fall apart down to this position, when realisation would become habits...

Looks at the letter and measures the beginnings. Looks at the sky and measures the Endings.

- My imagination is enough to give me life. But you [pause] your name would be the last faith; I don't know.

Words can still hold him back into the ocean of imagination. He absolutely had no sense where he was going, what he was hoping. He knows he did a hurry to leave from his Happiness. It's not coming back too soon.

Tears again come, the wind is slowly flying through his soul, what he can say now.

-But I love you...

[Paused]

Feeling its deepness, darker inside his mind. He knows if he appears, he can wonder, a line he can surely say. He falls in Love, only he can measure this.

- Just don't fall in Love with others. I-I will wait for you. Please

[Tear falls]

Again, he looks at the door, he feels something. That time, he is sure he wasn't imagining.

- What was the sound? [Maybe rats] I was telling you

Cause...

| I was Enchanted to meet you|

Silence....