Misses.

I miss.
Though it was not for long.
I still feel the tingle in my limbs when i see the graceful steps and movement.
How i yearned to be the one doing it.

Times gone.
Bones hardened.
No longer flexible.
No more cartwheels, splits, backward bends and others.

Dance like no one's business, for you are the dance.

who will really understand me?

thinking back.

Sigh of relief or a start to worrying?
Human beings, so contradicting.
This, yet that.

Lines crossed and drawn
hurt inflicted yet, so helpless
each as a constant reminder
The only way it can be.

An impromptu expedition

a gradual realisation

a sudden fall

a wake up call.

.

Something that seemed impossible.

Dream-like and unexpected.

short lived

Understood.

-

Granted as decided.

sicko.

Heavy head
Scorched throat
Weird nose
Fever, soon maybe? (thirtyseven.five~)

Pain numbed with lozenges
sweet yet bitter
numbed yet a sensation can still be felt.

why?

As strange as it may seem
certain things unraveled
emotionless it should be
but somehow it was not so.

Exhaustion.

Exhaustion.
It's what i've been feeling for the past week.