I wanted to lend you my ears and hear your heart. I wanted to reach out with my hand and wipe your tears. I wanted you to smile again, laugh again, be glad again.
Why? Why did you change? You are like a diamond that lost its brilliance or a pearl that lost its luster.
Am I wrong? Are these assumptions wrong?
Are you an unpolished diamond then? Or a pearl yet sleeping in the cushions of the ocean?
Why do you turn away from reaching the road's end? Why would you rather give up in the middle of your journey than achieve what you really are?
I am tired, tired of trying to tell you, trying to get you listen that you are not what you perceive yourself to be. I am tired of whispering to you that there is more to you than what you are right now.
Perhaps it is partly my fault.
I do not have the courage to say it loud. I never had the conviction to look into your eyes and tell you that I will be by your side, should you proceed with your quest.
Since that fateful day, your laughter has sounded hollow to me, as hollow as the empty barrels that once contained wine for centuries. Your smile does not falter but your eyes reveal the longings of your heart. I fear. I fear that your eyes are already oriented towards infinity.
I am not the right person to pull you back into reality. I never was. But sometimes, I wish I could have been. It would have been much easier on my aching heart.
Someday, you will find what you are looking for. I just hope that that someday will arrive soon.
Because I don't think I can last any longer.