THE SOUL THAT WAS HURTING

 He was horrified; even the thought of it made him shiver. There might have been thousands of thoughts crossing his mind but what was he supposed to do?

Blank….!!!!

To him it was the end of summer and the falling leaves were inevitable. All he wanted was to hold on to them for a little longer. In that situation every second was worth diamonds for him.

”Am I being selfish?” he thought to himself.

He knew in his heart that no matter how hard he tried, he could only push back the end for a short while. The end had to come eventually. At some point he would have to let go of everything and embrace the darkness. It was his karma, he knew too well. He was new to this feeling, but I knew it too well. I wanted to reach out and grab his hand, comfort him and hug him for a long time. I wanted him to know that autumns leaves fall to the ground without regrets. They fall because they did everything they could and are finally ready for a peaceful ever after.

But..

WHO WAS I TO HIM?

Though I knew him too well, more than he knew himself; he knew nothing about me. He was too involved in what he had lost and I was hopelessly looking at what couldn’t be mine. We were two souls that were too hurt and yet too involved to be looking at something else.