Monday Morning 9.00 AM
There was this feeling of disgust in his stomach....
The man standing there just took a last glimpse before he turned his back on the boy....
"Wait!" The boy tried to stop him.
The man stopped.
"Is this really what you want?"
The man shook his head, but then followed by a slight nod, a nod that almost had hesitations written on it. If only the boy could've seen it, the hesitation on his face. Yet it didnt stop the boy, 'cause he could feel that hesitation.
But then again, it didn't stop him. It never stopped him before, the hesitation that is.
The man continued walking. Without hesitation, the boy followed walking by his side.
"You'll lose yourself without me," the boy smiled while saying that.
"This has to end someday," the man tried to stop him.
"No, i am you, and you are me...
We're in this together. Or are you going to let me disappear just like that?
You are who you are right now, because of me.
In other words, I created you. And now, you're trying to get rid of me?"
The man had that empty look while reminiscing his childhood.
"But, if i let you be, i won't survive. I always wanted to forever be a child, but that's not possible. If i let you stay, i can't walk forward, i'll have to stay." The man gave the boy a pleading look.
"That's where you're wrong. You're not the only who wants to move forward. Are you thinking that I won't survive in this so-called mature world that you grown-ups live in?
In my point of view..., hell, in every child's point of view, this world is not as matured as you grown-ups think!
We've been together all this time, you and i. And what makes you think that you can't move forward because of me?
Everyone thinks that every decision they make is for the best, is what a grown-up should make, should do.
Hell, what gives them the right to think that it's the best? And how do you differentiate best from worse, good from bad?
And how do you try to get rid of your past that makes you who you are? Your past that is a part of you?"
The man just stood silently.
Then the boy took his hand while saying, "Come, let's go. I was you, I am you, and I will always be you. I'll accompany you. When you are wrong, I won't leave you. I'll never blame you. We've learned so much, and we'll learn so much more."
The man let out a sigh, realizing that he was speechless in front of the boy's words, before the boy pulled his hand.
"Besides, you need me," the boy finished his words.
The man smiled, nodding, agreeing to his words.
~And so, i let that boy lives inside of me~
The man standing there just took a last glimpse before he turned his back on the boy....
"Wait!" The boy tried to stop him.
The man stopped.
"Is this really what you want?"
The man shook his head, but then followed by a slight nod, a nod that almost had hesitations written on it. If only the boy could've seen it, the hesitation on his face. Yet it didnt stop the boy, 'cause he could feel that hesitation.
But then again, it didn't stop him. It never stopped him before, the hesitation that is.
The man continued walking. Without hesitation, the boy followed walking by his side.
"You'll lose yourself without me," the boy smiled while saying that.
"This has to end someday," the man tried to stop him.
"No, i am you, and you are me...
We're in this together. Or are you going to let me disappear just like that?
You are who you are right now, because of me.
In other words, I created you. And now, you're trying to get rid of me?"
The man had that empty look while reminiscing his childhood.
"But, if i let you be, i won't survive. I always wanted to forever be a child, but that's not possible. If i let you stay, i can't walk forward, i'll have to stay." The man gave the boy a pleading look.
"That's where you're wrong. You're not the only who wants to move forward. Are you thinking that I won't survive in this so-called mature world that you grown-ups live in?
In my point of view..., hell, in every child's point of view, this world is not as matured as you grown-ups think!
We've been together all this time, you and i. And what makes you think that you can't move forward because of me?
Everyone thinks that every decision they make is for the best, is what a grown-up should make, should do.
Hell, what gives them the right to think that it's the best? And how do you differentiate best from worse, good from bad?
And how do you try to get rid of your past that makes you who you are? Your past that is a part of you?"
The man just stood silently.
Then the boy took his hand while saying, "Come, let's go. I was you, I am you, and I will always be you. I'll accompany you. When you are wrong, I won't leave you. I'll never blame you. We've learned so much, and we'll learn so much more."
The man let out a sigh, realizing that he was speechless in front of the boy's words, before the boy pulled his hand.
"Besides, you need me," the boy finished his words.
The man smiled, nodding, agreeing to his words.
~And so, i let that boy lives inside of me~
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10:15 AM
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