I was twirling the ends of my hair when I hear the clock struck 11 times then the final 12th. An hour passed by so quickly I had not realized it had been so. The clock seems so gloomy. I sat legs spreading forward, my feet barely holding onto the sole of my shoes until one shoe eventually slips off. The ticking sound of the clock was the only thing I could hear, like music to my ear. Alas, it was gloomy. I started humming to a tune. My toes squirm to its comfort. I could feel childishness revert into my grown body. The dress although pretty, I so ungracefully wear it. I fondled the chiffon ends of the skirt, like a ballet tutu. I notice again the subtle ticking of the clock, moving so slowly but time moves so fast. The irony was disturbing me. It was still, gloomy. If only time had stopped, would my toes stop growing. Would they still fit in my small ballet flats. Would I look as childish as I seem. I could sleep as much as I wanted to. I wouldn't be so insomniac and emotionally wrecked. I'm starting to get sick of the gloomy clock. I wish I could kill time so easily. I wouldn't remember that day I cried so much. How could a person be so cruel. If I was still a child, I wouldn't have to suffer so much. Love is so painful. I wanna go back to the time when I didn't have a hard time trusting anyone. If only time passed slower, the seasons wouldn't change so fast. Trees of spring and summer wouldn't change to autumn leaves too quickly and I wouldn't suffer that unbearable pain in the winter. The clock is so gloomy, I'm starting to cry. The time is still passing. It's already 1 o'clock. My silent sobs wet my face, tears dripping from my made up face. Why is the eyeliner so easily dripping, like myself. I wiped them with my bare hands. Lipstick still firm on my lips. I remember a time when I always had to put them on again. Why don't they wear off anymore? An hour passed by so quickly I had not realize it had been so. I stare at the gloomy clock again, wishing it would stop moving so I wouldn't be as gloomy.
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