Aida Zabidi
"Do unicorns and magic still exist?"

She wonders silently, lips quirking in the darkness as memories flood back. Bittersweet.

She wondered why this day had to come.

She had always feared that one day, she too, would lose touch. That the lines of communication would fail, as it had done for all the others. That sides were chosen, like lines of a battlefield.

If only she could see that they were all on one side - hers. They would always be behind her, no matter what the situation. No matter how good, or how bad the times, they would stand with her. She did not need to ask. They would be there.

She never thought she would be in this situation.

When did feelings become so fragile? When did it all start? The subtle changes, from the distancing of family and friends from the truth, the unsaid feelings and thoughts simmering underneath the surface, festering like an untreated wound? When did he win? It was obvious on all accounts that he had.

And the sad thing was, that there didn't even need to be a winner or a loser in the first place.

She couldn't help the tears, the empty feeling where her heart was meant to be. Couldn't help feeling as if she was clutching at straws. And failing miserably.

It wasn't easy not knowing how to say what she wanted to say.

I am afraid for you, so so afraid. There is so much more that I would say, but would you appreciate my honesty? There are so many truths unsaid, but would my words be of any use? There is only so much that can be said, before words become meaningless, before hearts grow stony and still.

I can only say that I love you, but would you believe me?
I want to be there, but if you cannot let me be honest without feeling hurt, or without dealing with that hurt, I cannot help you.

I will always love you.
2 Responses
  1. ardy Says:

    Sometimes honesty is not always the best policy.

    But that is just another liar telling another liar one lie after another.

  2. Anonymous Says:

    miracles happen to those who believe . like karma , good persons go heaven but bad persons go everywhere ...

    wonder no more aida! birds of the same feathers do and will flock together eventually ...haha

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