the Rooftop

i remember the first time i climb this rooftop. Dont know what was i thinking. curious? maybe.. Adventurous?

maybe cause i wanted to get a better view of the sky. Well, of course.. i did. after all my 15 years, it was my first time that i came up here. its simply calming. i took a very deep breath while gazing at the wide surroundings.

pretending the roof wasnt hot when i step on em, i climb to the top. then fear came by as i fear i'll lost my balance. but still i stood there with my arms open, trying to maintain balance.

this old rooftop is ancient. all this years, no one has ever come to clean them.. rain or shine, it is still so strong. i imagine the rooftop falls down with me and i had broken limbs.

the rooftop made me imagine, made me calm, made me think of life, made me think of past and helped me to plan a better life.

but i have only climbed the rooftop on the evening cause thats the time when lots of birds pass by and the zincs' not so hot. and its when the skies are clear, and the clouds glittery.

and i have been wanting to climb up there at night. if only i was brave enough. i bet i could see the night sky perfectly. the stars will sing for me. the moon will smile with its Cheshire Cat grin. how i've long to do so.

nobody knows how i love to go up there, except my father. he caught me at the balcony listening to my mp3. when i told him i just came down from the roof he let out a sarcasm laugh. so i prooved him wrong and went up the rooftop infront of his eyes. then his face changed.
later then, he too climbed up the roof like pro, confidently. he didnt need to have his arms open like i do. obviously he has come up here quite some time, secretly. he told me he'll teach me how to balance perfectly next time. then when dusk arrive. we went in the house.


every now and then, i climb up the roof. whenever i'm devastated, the rooftop is where i'll be. or when im ecstatic, or when i feel like being dreamy.

if you think you've lost me, think again. and check the rooftop ;)