“ Did you realize, you‘ve gone how far? Your thought will stay in my memory as a scar. But the fault is mine as it was me who believed you, knowing the idiot that you are. ”
Time went by and college flew, like on thin grass blade, vanishes the dew. Life got busy and reality was an unending queue, it was an airport where I encountered the same old view.
For a while, I felt as if I traveled back in time, as she moved my mind voiced those old rhymes. But there was a difference which was tough to understand like it gets hard to look when the desert air gets some sand. She stood there holding her son’s hand.
She smiled at me and I broke down. My emotions got uncaged, like a flight of pigeon fluttering in an old town. Within those moments we escaped time and talked for eternity, without making any sound. I knew that on her son’s head there was no crown.
I walked to her and held her hands and could feel thousands of her emotions, ready to break the dam. “ Can you do this? “, she asked. “ I can, being the idiot that I am. “