You gaze at the moon till it fades out into its own halo that expands beyond the edge of your eyes, and then you see my face, ever so slowly emerging from behind the midnight moon; my lips curved into a perpetual smile, my eyes looking straight into yours. And even from this distance, we know how we are not far from each other. Because I see, you haven’t breathed for a while. You sit there, holding your breath, your chest inflated, eyes dilated, and you are scared.
You are scared because you know who I am. Don’t you?
Write to me, sharing whatever your mind pictured on having read this piece. If it hasn’t made any sense to you, please do write that too. This is a small experiment.
~ Soumya
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Momentary Lapse Of Sanity 