He was a man of grim, order, structure and rules.
She was a woman of flight and wings.
Suffice it to say, they didn’t get along!
“Being with you reminds me of how I used to be confined within my house all my life,” retorted she.
“That’s why I challenge you, irritate you, push you. So that you can break the boundaries of rationale, rule and order around you. Break those walls. And come out of that world of structure.”
“Just let go. Be free”, she added.
In that moment, flashbacks brought tears in his eyes. 2 little boys flying kites under the sun.
‘Those days are gone’, he thought, and the darkness returned.
© 2016 Mind Pickles