The orange blinking lights are still thriving through her eyes and the night’s journey continues to fall apart…

How to heal a rift, she asks the messed up mind… how to fall out of it, she questions the tearful heart… how to clear the extremes from her dreadful life? oh, the balmy ride is now going on for the longest time…

Without a single trace of love, how to break then mend the vintage era? how to echo those remarks into the unborn time? oh, these silly feuds must now stop before she exhausts the poor mind for the thousandth time… and begs it to guide her right in an unfair dark…

Now is the time to conclude the unfinished stories and blind herself to the starless sky… the ones which were once the symbol of the city of love… where she fell in love and he cheered her up with an exposed heart…

She closed her eyes to the last blink – too harsh to keep her alive – and welcomed a dream in another night of her life… the dream that she craved all these times…

To be continued…

S