I asked myself, who was shimmering outside my body because it was so cold, so hard to find someone to share the warmth of happiness. Everyone so far far away beyond the capabilities of my vocals. But I yet tried. I went to the left. Looked in my right. Front or behind there was nothing left for me to reach. I was looking at her in the darkness. Debating with the moon, from where she gets her beauty. First, she was so cute but gradually I realized that shapes don't matter, colors don't matter, places don't matter, if you have reached your destination you would always feel your depths and heights.
The first day, it was so normal. The second day was slightly better. But it was a race between the dates to become the best among each other. That brown skin began to shine. Her lips were getting better just like an old vine. She was never spoken. But she taught me how to shine.
Life has never been easy for me. Doesn't matter how much I carry in my pocket it was never enough to buy me so much peace.
I was never the toughest guy in the neighborhood, but I admired him. I was never the underdog but I petted him. Clocks went on ticking, cells got replaced one after another. But was I just the same? I was waiting for something good to happen. Was I so lame?
Only she knew how much I was struggling, so-called closed ones were too far, I was out of their reach, away from the universe where I grew up, looking for a place for me to thrive being who I am.
There were many times where I doubted myself. The only person who believed in me was her. I wanted to fight and I fought well. Not for the crown just to see her like a queen.
I sometimes feel jealous of myself, who I would have become if I had caught all those things which I missed. I always know that I am a prince to be.
Yeah.
I wish I was that person, whom I would have been.
I wish that guy was me.
Yasitha Madusanka Wettasinghe
17th May 2021
