“Do you have a secret?” she asked as she jumped into the bed, next to him.
“A lot of them.” he said looking at her.
“You should let them out, free. There’s no point holding on to them forever.” she said.
“They’ll eventually find a way out. I want to give them their time.” he said with a subtle smile on his face.
She was still looking for a definite answer. Something about him always seemed mystical. He looked different to her when he tried to hide something.
“In this process, you’re making me wait too. I can’t wait for your secrets to come out. I need to know them. I need to see you like what you are.” she said as the smile on her face faded.
“You’re seeing what I’m. This is who I’m. I’m a man full of secrets, most of which you’ll never know. Secrets you wouldn’t want to know.” he sighed.
“What if I dont like the person you’re after your secrets are free?” she asked.
“That day, you’ll be as free as my secret. Or maybe, you’ll become my next secret. Once you’re free, you’ll decide who I’m. Until then..”
“There was this night when I just cried. It was funny.” I said as I went through my old diary. “Why was it funny?” he asked. “Because I still don’t know why I cried.” I said looking at a photograph of me in school. “You don’t necessarily have to know everything. It’s okay.” he kissed my cheek. “It’s like I’m holding on to something. It’s like I am carrying something with me all the damn time, and I’m still completely clueless about it.” I said as I smiled a bit. He was just nodding. “And, I’m scared. One day it might just come against us like a tsunami. And everything willl be washed away. Nothing will be left.” I said as I looked at him. “Maybe. You never know. But, there are people who still build houses near the sea. You’ve permanent dweller right here, miss. Break me. Destroy my livelihood. I’ll still stick around. You know why? Because, I am obsessed with the joy of seeing horizons sitting next to you.” he said as he kissed me.
“To be honest with you, I don’t see you with me in the future. I see you with someone else, who keeps you happier than I do. With someone who is sane enough to love you carefully. With someone who isn’t so messed up with his own insecurities. I want you to be safe, happy and most importantly – away. The kind of love that is meant for you is not with me, darling.” he said as he looked out at the sky sipping on cold coffee. “I don’t want to be safe then. I would rather risk my life with you than be on a safe journey with someone else who lacks the excitement I need. Your madness is what I seek. Your madness is what keeps me alive. I’m addicted to your bizarre mood swings and your unhealthy habits. I think I find peace in your melancholic tendencies. I see a purpose when I’m with you. What else can I ask for?” she said as she hugged him.
“There’s so much beauty around us. We hardly notice any of it.” I said. “Maybe, you don’t. I do. I notice most of it.” he said smiling as he kept the book down. “Well. I should learn how to do it too.” I said, smiling. “You don’t have to do much. Take some time off and go out to see the sky. It’s like a dark cloth sprinkled with stars. Looks fascinating.” he said as he smiled at me. “You’ve a skill. You do make it sound nicer than it actually is.”
He laughed. “Maybe, I do. But, there are few things in life which really don’t need much exaggeration. They’re beautiful in their own way and no words can ever do justice.” “For example?” I asked him. “Look out in the morning while most people are sleeping and observe the sun. It’s selflessly giving out so much. Look at the clouds before their breakdown. They’re beautiful, but there is so much more held inside. Or, just look at you. A combination of both stories. I observe it every day.” he smiled looking at me.