Many years later, i found myself there- the place i left behind so long ago. I found myself walking on the edge of two collapsing world. One's color is red and the other was a faint grey. Time was pushing me to step forward choosing one between two. But i was afraid, scared to lose the other. Disregarding everything, the undeniable force of time keep me pushing.
I overflowed with time choosing one between red and grey, i don't know. My eyes were closed to suppressed the fear then. When i opened my eyes, there was no color like red or grey rather it was something else, completely different. I am walking still, still making choices among colors and when I choose one, it becomes a complete different one, but it can't baffle me anymore. I learn the game and I keep yellow flowers in my pocket although I can't remember anymore from where I got it.
