Fish story

An uninvited fish came to my life through my computer screen That fish made me smile through his jokes That fish amused me with his lies That fish put me to sleep through his lullaby That fish also enjoyed listening to the songs sung by my squeaky voice T hat fish helped me to edit my essays That fish shared me his philosophy of life That fish motivated me to do things that I have never done in my life before That fish was with me on the phone until we both could barely open our eyes That particular fish made me dream That same fish made me fly I am sure we had great moment together and Thought I was someone special to him Then he announced……. After 99 days He had decided to share his world with a very special soul whom he met (perhaps 7 days ago) What a fish! He is the fish who made me dream and he is the exact fish who destroyed my dream My beautiful dream is gone I can't capture the elusive dream Nor beg the crystal ball to put those broken pieces of dream together If I had known it would be that painful to dream, I would not have granted that fish a ticket to fly to my dream world I know there are more important things to do ahead of me than healing the pain from my heart But I can't help analyzing the fish story And thinking….. I n the past, What mistakes I had done to make the fish abandon me? What was the reason? What did I say to upset the fish? In the future, Who is going to sing songs for me? Who am I going to share my jokes with? Who is going to keep me accompany Who is going to motivate me to write poems? If there is justification somewhere, who can I blame for all of these???? The fish story is ended but my answers to these questions are not…. And I am still awake 6: 30 in the morning……… ….. Doing nothing…… But thinking of him.... Papaya