There’s a defined mystery between us. Something we both cherish. Something that I look forward every now and then. It is something infinite and translucent. Something that meant everything to me.

This Mystery keeps me in awe. It makes me happy even it doesn’t make sense at all. It is far better than food, travel, or my favorite songs. It is more like a feeling or maybe some sort of feelings. It is quite undefined yet i wish it would stay forever.

Mystery comes closed yet most of the time it is far. Far upon my reach. Far upon my cry. Yet i chose to be closer even it gets far, even the distance seems without roads or bridges.

Mystery came closed one summer night. When the night was young and ‘cold’, and stars did humble themselves before your Mystery. And i did regret that i show no yearning. That i haven’t cried because of your absence. But the truth is, i died every time your shadows are gone.

This Mystery will not lost its magic. I believed that. Even it remains a mystery forever. Even i wanted it to be real. Even the source of this Mystery is real.