The medium for the writings of Harus N. Peguero through the pen name of Isaiah Os. This space contains the machinations of my everyday ideas, thoughts and dreams at certain points. When did I have these opinions or views? Just ask. Anything here I write is up for debate, so feel free to do so.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
A couple of years, just yesterday
I will never forget that day. It was one of the worst days of my life. I didn't know it then that I would be lifted on sight. Drenched, miserable as the clouds above me, I fell into the murky waters on a city street. I wanted to lie there as I looked down at the harsh cold pavement. I wished for the the water to wash me from this turbulent existence. Yet in this pummeling downpour, I heard a voice. It was your voice, one i have never heard. This sound hollowed me and the very air inside rushed for an escape. I heard you again and dare to raise my dark eyes. I could not think, speak or believe who you were. Everything which you are put me in sudden shock. My heart felt like bursting though bone just to be closer. I rose silently in an feverid disbelief of reality. Stranger it is, I ached as if you were this piece piece of me I have lost. I still remember her skin, the wonders of her parted hair, those warming eyes and the voice, the voice. Yester, I fell again into murky waters and in those moments hoped to hear you once again.
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