Masks....

In a World with masks, I left mine away in the moment I reached happiness...It was a flash of a second, full of colors and sounds that merged together is the most beautiful dance of butterflies. It was than when lips touched for just some seconds...I dropped in that moment everything that was covering me and my inside came out, without shame. No timidity, no shame, naked in front of you, ready to touch every star with my finger tips.
You forgot to tell me it will burn. You forgot that I am human and I get hurt. I followed blindly every step of yours, ready to catch you whenever you were about to fall...You made me believe I were more powerful than I thought. That I can move mountains and skies and seas alone, for you. You showed me clear skies just to teach me that there are also black clouds. You showed me the Sun, just to teach me that it can burn....You proved me HAPPINESS just to make me feel the SORROW. In all its states.
But now I am searching for my mask...I am starting all over again...Only that now, I completed the "scheme of feelings" a human can have. Now I know that tears can leave deep cuts on your face....Now I know that there is an ending to everything, no matter if you want it or not.
For a moment I felt how I stopped but the time continued to run...faster and faster....Few more months and I will be at that point in life when I will look back and see that nothing was as I thought it would be...But also, there will be almost one year since I took my time to look back, to see where I went wrong and were I was right. One year by myself....in a new World that my soul rejects. I feel pulses of change. I feel myself growing up too fast...I am letting go...I am accepting my failure and my success as they are...
In the end...I guess that in a way or another you played the most important role in this ... movie...but you will never reach to see the end of it. At least not as an actor but as a spectator.
...The lights are going off at the end of the play,  the actors align themselves, and then the yellow and white lights will increase slowly for the applause....This time, I will not be on the stage either...this time, I will just play with the colors....

The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.  - C.S Lewis