Momento of a moment
I sat by the window sill and gazed across the window to the vast sky that was hung like a blanket in the skies. Spotted little gems known as stars decorate the dark giving hope to little children singing twinkle twinkle to them.
I moved from the windowsill and sat on my uninviting bed. It was cold and bitter and the mere thought of what had just happened brought floods of tears to my eyes.
Slowly, tenderly, gently, the dam broke and droplets of tears damped my cheeks as they rolled down defying all determinations I had in me holding them back.
Unable to refrain myself any longer I let them pour knowing deep down inside I needed this. I needed to let go, no matter how hard it was, no matter how much my heart was tearing inside of me. I had to let go.
As the tears subsided, as I calmed myself down, once again, I gazed at the sky above through my window.
Slowly I walked back to the windowsill and looked up at the stars that filled the velvet sky.
Unable to contain myself, the words blurted out from my lips “Why oh why didn’t I polish my car today.. the weather was God damn beautiful …”
