I don’t know if I’m falling in love or falling into a pit of darkness where the spotlight is on her. And it is in her eyes that I even see the reflection of myself and actualize the darkness around me. Darkness that leaves me unaffected. Even in the jet black realms, I could see chasm I urge to overcome. I try to surpass the little gap, it remains, irrespective of how close I get.
I walk briskly at first, then I run towards her to hold her hand, those long fingers – to plant soft kisses all over them.
All in vain because of the ludicrous gap.
By this time, she is everywhere I look maintaining the same gap. A gap filled with titles and authorities that will keep us apart even if our heart wishes not to.
I feel the urge to scream on top of my lungs and demolish the transparent gap of honour, status, social stigma…
My infuriation halted when I looked at her again. Her unfading smile and voice more euphonic than a cuckoo makes me consign to oblivion and the filling shallow water within me. Notwithstanding the struggle to respire, I held my breathe even longer to not miss a glimpse of her.
Then I stop altogether and dive myself into her again for the millionth time that day. As I do, I recall the numerous moments I’ve choked and struggled to breathe sensing her around me and assure myself that she’s worth every missed breath of mine.