Same Ground

heck, what if your wound be touched by an angel? will it heal or will it still bleed?

if she could listen deeply to the cry of the wound bleeding, she would then understand the overlying essence of what i am saying all along. Figurative at it seems but its just a medium to express what i wanted to say.


Amidst the cold long days, i probably have myself numb of that wound, the cut that uncertainty had done. Being numb doesn't necessarily mean that i already have moved on. But being trapped in a cold situation makes me numb and forget things temporarily.

Being touched by an angel, heck, the coldness of the wound was healed as she tapped on my arm, without noticing it. And here i am writing again another blog about it, about that case, and about her.

Literally being tapped, it gave me the warmth i felt before as if we are still together, i remember all those days we had, everything that we had gone through. Though we all know that the trials and problems consumed most of the time we have together.

I remember that moment in the past, the warmth amidst that cold rainy day, the frogs almost upon your feet, the airplane we both talked about, the building and the cars that we almost hit and land on, the tears fell and the love i was longing for a long time ago.


After months, i'm standing alone in the same ground. I am still longing for you here beside me, but what can i do if you are finding back the friend you found in me a long time ago.

If all else fails, could you still be there for me?