Cryptic Words and Hidden Letters

002

:: March 23, 2020
:: Bed of nails

Deception,

Pages of knowledge and wisdom weren't the first papers I opened up. It was rather a blank one, with a reason of refusing learning and growing for quite some time. Taking advantage of situations favorable on the good side resulted me to believe that ignorance is a bliss, even if it's not. Without knowing much about another worlds, I took the risk of loving someone I met—but didn't know, whose distance is much farther than where I am. I thought it's going to be worth it, but it was filled with doubt and distrust.

Realization hit me hard—I am not a prisoner of stupidity, but rather of innocence. I am much more awake than what I could think of, yet still likes to pretend that I am not aware for the sake of superiority in an adventure and mysteriousness.

I kissed the high possibility of excruciating agony than to think of what could be the best for me before I enter a world that I thought might be my home. But I still chose the foreign path, even if I already know about the dark side of it. The gap I felt, the emptiness I faced, and the fondness—it was all worth it until the end of time.

Was it?

:: Maya