I laugh so loud
For you who know me
But don’t know
About that sea
But I hide
I am like a madman
Who laugh so loud
And free but adamant
As for you I always ran
Away, far away
Alone and grey.
“Why are you crying, baby?”
She continues crying.
“C’mon, he’s not gonna die.. It’s just a movie of melodramatic story”
She doesn’t reply and cries louder, watching the movie together with him, resting her head on his lap.
“Tell me.. Why are you crying so much.. It’s not even real?”, he asked, fondling her glossy- short hair.
She blinks her eyes, freeing the dribble of tears pouring down from her eyelashes rendered with black mascara.
Later then, she squints towards his face to see whether he’s hiding his eyes away from her.
She feels the unaltered ardent glory of passion she’d on him while staring at the wetness beneath his mysterious eyes last night. Most of the times, he does this to hide away from her and lay down happiness in her. But this time, she catches him instantly and suddenly rises up from his lap.
She sits, crossing her both thighs around his lap and holds his jaw in her palm. He tries to break out from her innocent figure, a portrayal of an emotionally dissociated part of his love.
“I know it’s not real, but I know you will do the same for me if such sort of circumstances would come..”, she replies while hugging him without looking at his eyes. All-in-all, he realizes what she is actually thinking of him. He never tries to question her: she feels so secure to wrap his arms around her.