Lost

It's been a while since I last got hold of you. You've been all over the place. So busy... You've been over speeding for a time now. I am wishfully thinking that your ghastly preoccupation is not a deliberate effort to avoid our little talks. How are you? How have you been the past days? Weeks? Months...? It's been that long. I hear you got it going with work. Good pay? Is it intellectually rewarding? I am happy for you. Finally you have landed a job that will consume your ennui and will bleed you as you sweetly desired.

Honestly, how are you? Why haven’t you talked to me like we used to? I see that you are still putting up that "seem so seamless" smile. Your swagger, your gait is still impeccable... You almost lost me in translation. I gather that you have yet to give up on the idea that "things will come to you when you want them to find you..." I don't question it. I rather want to ask, are you not tired of it? Are you not yearning for something that will give you meaning? Are you not tired of complaining? Aren't you?

Have you lost the thirst for the water of life? Are you afraid still to let go the protection of your pride? Are you still keeping on the safe side of the shore?

You told me once that life is a stage. We play our very part and we wear our masks like our own. Yet, at the end of the day we remember still our own selves and let go of the mask. If I look deep inside of you, will I still see the glimmer of who you really are?

I miss our silent moments when we talk about you. I miss the fleeting feeling of you being grand and intent on your dreams. Please do not distrust the notion of invincible hands and concocted coincidences. Please don't stop dreaming...

I know you are trying to deal with life's inconsistencies... Sometimes you just have to admit that there are some things that need not explanation. Rather, it requires full acceptance. It's not a sin to "accept your ignorance in some things". It doesn't make you less intelligent, it makes you more of a man.

Now, go find whoever that someone is... Ask the questions you have been keeping in the deepest chamber of your soul. Tell the things you hold dearly.

It’s been great talking to you. I missed you. See you deep inside.