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Sunday, December 5, 2010

The Puppet's Tear

There you were in front of me. Always on time. Never missed a split second. Not even once. I sat on my wooden stool waiting when will it be the day, the day that you would came to me and notice I truly exist. I sat looking at you, as you're greeting friends and customers. I smiled, I snap a photo of you on my mind. Click. Click. It was beautiful. No. It was Magnificent. You're translucent skin, pale, always pale. I was in love. Even more when the sun shine down on you, you're truly an angel. Never have I thought, that you would stole my heart even with this distance between us. 

At night, I dreamed of you. At night, I thought of you. Looking at the moon, I just wished one day, I am brave enough to greet you as you greet others. I hope One Day, you could see me the way I look at you. Even with me, being a puppet whom dream of loving you as a human. That is all I hope for. That is all I dreamed of and that is all I needed for you to nourish me as you nourish every one else but me. 

Once, I took a brief look outside the world as I came to you. An old man sold me to you, "I want to feed my family" he said. You agreed to buy me. For you, with the kindness of heart wants to help the old man. I guessed, that's the world I could see when you gave your heart freely. You took a look at me but you weren't happy. You sighed as if I was broken and could be fixed. You placed me upon a shelf that is high above any other but for me, I could see you wondering about. But not for me. I sat on my wooden stool, with a brush on my hand and paint on the other, stiff as I am, all I want to do now is to draw a picture of you so I could stop this feeling. Again and again I tried. I'm a puppet. I cried. In the end, no one could see me cry. 

Time moves swiftly. It moves without notice. I couldn't see it. But I felt it. I felt it change everything I ever saw. Even you. Oh my beautiful, It changes you. You're skin. You're smile. You're magnificent heart changed through time. I sat on my wooden stool, wishing for time to stop. To stop everything and let it be still so I could be with you. Oh my beautiful, I sat but nothing happened. You left me here alone. With only a picture of you here in my heart. I sat on wooden stool, crying as time moves on without me moving on. 

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