balloon.

day 4.

numbness.

running away from reality because fantasy  seems more alluring.

i don't know what phase this is.
but i hope patience will be even closer than my own heart beat.
simply because.

emotionally.
i am detached from the world.

nothing is of interest now.
a floating soul trying to find a place to land.

and i sure hope i have found the right person to be my anchor.

because just like what a friend told me.

we are all balloons.
floating up in the sky.
hoping that one day.
a hand could grab our strings and tie us down.

well.
the thing with me is.
one hand is reaching up the sky.
yet i still float higher and higher.
and at times.
i wonder why.

so be patient dear hand.
because like everything.
gravity will pull, and i'll soon decent.

insyaAllah.