Monday, September 7, 2009 4:23 AM /
to topI was flying my kite through the breeze,
enjoying every moment.
it caressed everything in its path,
cutting the air, playing with the leaves.
The winds got stronger. Excited, i cut some slack on the string, running across the field.
Suddenly the string snapped.
The kite flew away.
I sat there crying my heart out, watching the kite fly away.
All i was left with were photos in my mind of that special day. The further it went, the harder it got to breathe. It felt as though with the kite, the very soul within me was being pulled out slowly, painfully.
I laid there, on the grass, squinting as the kite went further, then disappeared.
i closed my wet eyes, wishing that i'd stop crying, though it was my only consolation.
But it suddenly hit me, that you were my kite and the string that snapped was that special connection we had for so long. The tears were no other than my friends. the air getting stronger resembled us getting so close to the finishing line, those last few words. The kite caressing everything in its path meant that we, as one, brought a sense of warmth and happiness to those around us. Don't fly away. I need you. I really do. The further you go, the harder it is for me to stay alive. Lets Give This One More Shot, One More Chance, To Rekindle What Nobody Else Could Ever Have.
