alone and all alone

have you ever, sometimes, when stuck in the middle of a crowded area, looking at many many people. and while all this you're sitting alone.

and maybe we try to observe what's around us. sometimes, i think people are really very fasinating creatures. as inside everybody tells us a different story.

i can feel the cool breeze run against my cheeks, i hear the rustling sound of the leaves. today is a sunny day, the bright ray of sunshine, so warm, so wholesome. i feel peace and quiet.

and i just enjoy sitting at there. probably. i dont know why, but, isn't it a blessing to be able to just sit down do nothing and enjoy what we enjoy looking.
and in the middle of a busy place?
i look at families, they represent happiness. i enjoy looking at babies, they represent pure & innocence.
but i try to avoid couples, maybe they represents jealousy to me. and maybe.. i probably dont like them.

*smiles*

and in the middle of the night at road. it was a long road.. and it was the same road, the same lamplights, the same bend, and the same route i took many many times.

i look left and i saw my double..

he was happy, he was smiling. he was enjoying the ride home. i think i can see him singing songs and maybe hymming some songs too. probably, i saw someone sitting behind too.

and in a blink of an eye he disappeared.

and thats me.. i think! and theres someone sitting behind.

and probably it was an image from my memory which was projected out.
i try to hold back, but i couldnt .. a tear still manage to find its way out and roll down my cheek.

everything is the same. but sad to say this time, im travelling alone & the feeling is totally different.

back home from my window, i saw a plane flew off, flying across the pitch black sky accompnied by the glittering stars and Mr Moon, who is smiling at me and right beside the flying plane.

i like to travel and who don't like to travel?

Someday, i would like to go to the Vatican City, to look at the breathtaking art of the master artistes, witnessing the highest order of art form in this world with this someone.

i would like to go to Paris, i want to understand one more time what romance is. and how it feels to be romantic with someone you love most.

i want to go to Hawaii .. enjoy the basking sun, soak in the crystal clear blue water and enjoy a candlelight dinner with a love one on the beach

and not forgetting the majestic view of Mt. Fuji in the land of the rising sun. how romantic that could be if you could hand in hand hold her, cuddle her in your arms and hug her telling her she is the most wonderful person in your life, while looking at the scenic view of Mt Fuji

i ask .. when will the plane bring me along with him? when will he bring me to where it is going?

i sigh, helplessly ..

but what's the use? I'm alone.

maybe you like to travel alone. but i don't.

i hope and i also pray. but now all i can do is to wait..

maybe one fine day, someone will come, hold my hand again.
and, well again, i hope and i pray and i also will wait.


so .. would you come hold my hand?