Sleepless...

One night, not that long ago, I realized that the sound of someone’s breathing was making me claustrophobic and sleepless.
I felt it was because I needed some fresh air.
That morning, I snuck out, early, not wanting to disturb.
I decided that it was because I was considerate.
Then came a time, when I slept in, late, not wanting to get into anyone’s way.
I am just being lazy, I consoled my soul.
Views clashed and thoughts ran wild, uncontrolled. Just like an overflowing stream that had broken its banks. Every year, every time it rained, the same floods would rip my soul.

Stand up! I told myself and was instantly reminded of a cliff top on a windy day. The wind, blowing from all directions, threatening to blow me off, of my perch and down into the bay.
I decided that I needed to take a stand. I knew I had to be right.
I reasoned that I should be able to jump off that cliff and land safely, unhurt and unscathed.
Sure enough, the wind blew me off of the cliff and I plummeted into the sea. I swam to a beautiful beach that was all white and sun kissed, feeling free.
I smiled into the sunshine just as I glimpsed a pretty face. I felt fluttering butterflies, a shiver and a chill, deep inside.

It feels good to be in love, with life and its songs.
It feels good to not know and have these lingering doubts.
It feels good to be back, near the sea. This is where I belong.
Yes. I know that it is over. It is all over now.

Yet, I am sleepless. I am sleepless, every night...


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