A sparkle

Years have passed and age have swelled. Still, some uncalled memories managed to cling on well with claws harmonized in unity and in refusal to budge.

Unwanted yet ignited; unbearable yet uncontrollable. 

My heart begin to feel again, and my mind begin to wander, indulging in my secret fantasies that should have been remotely rebuked under silent breaths, putting an hopeful end to the battle between my heart and mind which will most definitely continue through the next days, weeks and sporadic months. 

Undeniably, this unstoppable insanity and wave of emotional flood pours in deliberation, and I question why do the past so conveniently unveil itself as I sit in unease silence. With every passing minute, it peels off the layers and magnifies the loss and absence of his presence.

You - the dates that carry such significance and power.