|| MIRRORED IMAGE OF ME||

What has surpassed this past few days... i don't know, in this strange day. I've been pondering haven't i been truthful to myself? my thoughts have been the dark stain from my head that i cannot remove.

"Can you please stop the plane and turn back, don't you fly too far away from me. it's not too late for you to become my magic star. "

Have i lost you again? for the nth time, the fluidity of words were not there to explain things in the out most way that you wanted to hear from my mouth. Was it the truth or the lie that captured my attention towards you?

You are the Anais Nin, that i never thought you would ever become. It radically changed you, the minutes spent was wasted to petty and non - argumentative fights. This has become so tad boring, would you agree to this? Oh i am sure you will, you have been my avid fan for god knows since... the fascination never dies, the SUPASTAR that you are...