'you know everything, ' she replied.
i was having high hopes that indeed, nothing else is waiting to be known to me. then i remembered the hanging question of being able to be with her again.
then she reminded me over and over that i just happened to land onto her lap one fine day when she was in a remorse.
'i can't remember, ' i told her. but i remembered how special it felt when you called me strange names - a lot of them. for a stranger like me.
'i can't remember, ' she answered back.
i thought i was mumbling something - some prayer to the gods that the earth would just swallow my feet and let me disappear.
but i already saw her approaching. it was a crystal sight. i wanted to wake up. the nightmare was eating me alive.
and when she got to me, it happened - the thing that i was so scared of.
i was pulling away from her grip as she heavily breathed these words unto my neck, 'you just happened. so stop. because you don't ring a bell anymore, ' - all moist and warm.
i did not wake up the next morning.
*i don't know everything. still a lot.
July 20,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem