Empty I am. I don’t know why I have to be a better person… concluding I don’t have to be, I don’t do things to be better. I lost all of my motivation and flung into a contemplated world. But a heroine came and save me… and made me think that I am a hero too.
With the strength she lends me, I’m a super human that can do anything. I saw the real reasons of my life. I do want a lot of things… but I never realized their value until then. I want them because they’ll make me the person that I wanted to be… the hero… the hero that won’t save some damsel in distress but the hero that will fly along with his heroine.
For some time, I flew… slowly. One day, I opened my eyes and saw how high I am. I’m gliding to the breeze that cools me. Believing she’s along my flight, we glided endlessly… from cloud to cloud… to heavens.
Then with happiness and fulfillment beyond words, I looked at her. I want to take her hand and take her higher… cloud after cloud after cloud… to heavens…
But she wasn’t with me anymore.
I turned around and I saw her… bidding her byes with a great smile in her lovely face. She’s not a heroine… she’s an angel. Assigned to me from the stars, she’s to take her leave… away from me she’ll go.
At that moment, I felt only one thing… fear.
I don’t know what to do. I can’t even remember how to fly. I struggled for my flight but I tried my best to keep from going down knowing she’s still watching me. It even pained me more to keep my tears from her. Strengthening my wings, I flew again… trying to show her how strong I am because of her.
Then little by little, she flew into the skies. Gathering, I tried to keep up with her but its too late. I know I can’t with her now. My whole body started to numb and my wings are flapping on their own keeping me up.
She finally went off my sight and I closed my eyes… losing consciousness and blazed downwards.
On impact, I woke up… I’m at my bed. It’s 3:00 AM… Sunday morning. It’s still dark.
It’s not a dream. I know it really happened to me. I flew to the highest with an angel who’s gone now. There’s nothing left to do… I prayed… prayed like I’ll never pray again asking for His help. Asking Him questions… why… when… how… I know they can’t be answered now but I uttered them… silently in tears. But that last part of her that remains in me shoved me up telling me to get up in my feet, flap my wings and fly again.
It’ll be hard but I don’t want my angel to see me like this. I pulled myself together, wiped my tears and stood up for the day. Taking deep breaths each time, I know I’ll fly again as I thank God that He gave me such an opportunity to meet a real angel at this time.
I don’t know if there’ll be a chance that our paths we’ll meet again but I’ll make sure that I’m also an angel by then… to be with her in all of time.
