Have you ever felt, in your life, that someone you cherish a lot is drifting away? It's almost as if that person is on a raft made of tree logs, and the water currents are bringing your cherished one further and further from you.
Sometimes, we stand on shore, watching them disappear into the horizon. We watch, with a tinge of sadness and a feeling of why-must-it-end-like-this sinking heavily into us. But we don't do anything. We just watch. and sometimes, after a while, we feel like killing ourselves for doing that, but it is too late. and so we sigh... and then we get on with life, occasionally or once in a blue moon thinking about that special someone that has left.
However, we have the other scenerio, whereby the raft is getting away, and we try to pull it back, to bring it closer to us, once again. We get all sweaty, dirty and wet to bring it all back, pride notwithstanding. We might even use words like "You mean a lot to me", "I miss you", "I'm sorry" but its a risk. Because what we pull back may be just a stone, something cold and lifeless. But to even want to put ourselves through that risk, shows how much that person mean to us.
At the very least, we've tried.
posted at [8:45 PM]
fi-ne
