Shivering and cold. Blood rushes in every veins. Racing with heartbeat. Trying to go one after another without knowing where the finish line is. Or even there is or not. Wild race in silence.

Strange gaze, familiar feeling. Seems like black hole is not somewhere in the outer space. It is pretty close to the earth. Maybe to me. Literally suck everything. Every energy. Every sanity.

The gaze. It is like watching a movie. Feelings involved but you do not even take a role in the movie. Exhausting. Tiresome.

Thousands questions. Billions possibilities. Lead to curiosity. Like waiting for an apple to drop from its tree. Killing. Did Newton feel it too back then? Newton is not Shakespeare. I am not Bolt. So do not run too fast,Mother Earth.

Gravity leads to an encounter. Graceful encounter. Blame gravity for this. Heart is only a branch on a flowing river. Gigantic waterfall at the end of it. Ready to hit the rocks.

Magic. A sudden appearance of a white rabbits or innocent doves out of an ugly black hat. Having sparks without fire. Can I be one of those David Copperfield generation?

Heaven. It is a place where the people you love and you miss waiting for you. Everything is a great figure eight there. I guess it is a ‘see you’ then