Sail Away Sweetheart...

Do you know what it is to run with fear, with tears running down your cheeks. When you run like that, you probably run faster than you've ever run before, but you're unaware of how fast you're running because all you know at that moment is fear.

You're far away somewhere, by yourself, doing your thing when someone comes and tells you, he is going away, he is sailing away, he is leaving. Forever. He is sailing away to a place far away in a few minutes and you'll probably never see him again. No, not probably, you'll surely never see him again. You stare back as you're told, all of it sinking in slowly and then you turn around and run. Run faster than you've ever run before. Your heart beating wild and tears running down your cheeks. He is going away forever and what if you don't get to see him one last time. You run through the crowded market and the streets. Unaware of everything that's around. Everything is a blurr and all you can hear is you speak to yourself.

Finally you reach the harbour. You see the ship all set to sail. The whistle is yet to blow. The place is so crowded, you push ahead. Looking for him. And there you see him. On the deck holding the railing looking at the town, probably saying his last goodbye. He isn't smiling, he's just calm. He is finally sailing away to live his dream, live his life, find his peace. You see him there and you smile. The tears have finally stopped and your face feels cold. You're happy to see him there, sailing away to live his dream and so what if it was the last time you ever saw him. He'd be happy, living his dream. You never wanted more, did you, c'mon.

He stands there totally unaware that you'd come to see him one last time. Unaware how much you love him. Unaware how happy you are for him. Unaware how wild your heart was beating while you ran. Unaware how much you bloody loved him.

But somehow now none of it seems to matter. He is sailing away. The whistle blows. He still doesn't look at you. You stand still, looking at him. Your whole life, your whole world in that one moment. He does'nt look. And the ship sails away.

You stand there a while. And when everyones left you turn to leave. You turn around and walk back smiling, all the way that you had come running. You tell people your squirrel eyed boy finally sailed away.

Maybe you'd meet somebody else, not squirrel eyed like him for sure. Maybe you'd love somone the same way again. Maybe. But none of it matters now. Who knows you'd come under a motorcar the day after he sails away. As long as you're happy and living life your way with this "senseless passion" of yours.

Your Squirrel eyed boy sailed away, And you lived happily ever after......

Sigh.. :)