He's a baby born in the winter. Naked. His room is a vague desert like Antarctica with no sky, no windows, no doors, but only a black horse called 'Time'. He learns to love sincerely with all his heart because he understands the pain of winter, the infinite of time and the loneliness of this world. And at his age now, he knows there's no such thing in life as amulet to protect him. Or God. Fate wrote him a precious love poem and put him under a spell. The love poem come undone over time in God's hand and the spell became a curse that held him under.
He lays lifelessly on the ground every day and night starring at the ceiling by himself, inventing a brighter future and dreaming of a future love, but his bad romance in the dark and through the fog, it cried and begged him. "Don't go! Please stay here with me! Please don't leave me alone!". Nobody's there at all as the voices are in his head only. Mouthful of thick weeds, he struggles to finally speak again. "My love, you'll never be alone for i've always been here and i've never left you for a moment. For i'm the lie living for you so you can hide. Don't cry." he slurred. The fighting stars finally fought out of the galaxy from his eyes and he leaped into the flames again. He burns like the sun. The wind tried to warn him, but he ignores it. He cut the angel's helping arms and built a mental barrier around him.
He knows it well that deep down inside him, it's beyond Pluto, it's beyond hopeless, it's beyond his control. Everyday, he would wake him up at the timing that he should get up for work, shower together with him, pulls out the chair from the dinning table for him to sit and he would sit before him, holding his hand and looking into his hollow eyes that have no soul inside before he starts cooking his favorite dishes. A few dishes of food and their cutlery on the table before them, both sit quietly next to each other. He picked up his cutlery and starts eating, but the other he wasn't eating, he just sits there and stares at the dishes of food and cutlery. He picked up his cutlery and starts feeding him instead, but he just refuses to eat. A heartful of frustration and love, he cried out "Why won't you just eat?". No reply. The silence is so hollow that it rings so loud in the ears. It's like a dagger stirring in his heart. He slams his fist on the table and sweep everything off the table. He's crushed, but he apologised. At night, he would tuck him to bed in his arms and stroking his body gently. "Do you still love me? Why won't you talk to me anymore? Are you not interested in me anymore? Am i good enough for you? Do you already have someone else you love more than me?". No reply again. Just the moon and stars hanging so low from the ceiling and his back against him. He fell asleep dormant deep inside of him like every night. The truth is his lover had passed away one year ago and he's still holding onto the skeleton of memories everyday. When his life could no longer bear the truth, it spat on him. He dreamt better once upon a time. "My angels are down on their knees and how do you do? I love you like a lunatic, but that you already know it very well and i feel like hell. I wish i could believe you that i could be the one. I dreamt of being the wave that serve you well to keep your heart and your shadow next to mine. I wanted to believe in love that it'll finally stay and i lost the keys again and again. I know your the one that i'll always miss. I placed my soul into your hands, but you crumpled it selfishly like a sorrow since you condemned your differences. When the life is a flapping wings, you'll know where your heading is cold like death and i'll spit upon your grave on a beautiful day because you gave up again. If men are not a shifting sky, i would still have the dream for you once upon a time. Even the angels got tired of watching over you. I should know better than to touch the fire twice, but i'm thinking maybe, maybe you might too. You and me forever together nothing gets better. We're only roses waiting to be grown wild in these thorns Here are all the signs for me to exist this room. Thank you for the wonderful 3 years you gave me, but i'm never coming back again. This is our final chapter, the closure i wanted for our unfinished business and the path you've always longed to explore. Go forth, i'll give you the wings to fly. I'll be brave and live the life you never gave to conquer this world. Tomorrow, it'll be a new day in my universe, i'll not see your name written between my verses and you'll forget i was your faithful dog once upon a time." as he's walking away with every step, the skeleton keep screaming in agony. A scream that failed to summon. His soul become even heavier and wet. He got onto Time and rode towards the north endlessly in flame. Then he came across a crystal, a desert rose, offering another love poem and sparked a little hope inside his heart.
