The Ballad of an Assassin

Do you believe in destiny? Destiny sounds silly. It doesn't make sense. It proves everything and disproves everything; an inconceivable paradox. Change is constant and so is destiny. Everything can change and we'll still call it destiny, no matter what action you take, the end will be the same. We believe so because we can only complete one path of life before death and we are destined to die because there's no other way around when you walk the path of life to death. Our lives are much like every other song, there's only one melody. Even if it sounds alike with others, every song is unique. Every rhythm, every beat, every lyric and every tone that are used in a song differs yet a lot of people can be touched by this one song. We can experience the same events as others but we won't exactly experience the life they're living. We can relate but we can't live the life they're living. Ah, I've thought deep again. I guess it's a habit of mine to overthink whenever I see her on stage. She has this certain effect on me that just makes me feel alive, questioning every existence of mankind. Like an angel, she flaps her wings and sang with a voice ever so lovely. You can feel the passion in her voice that just rings inside your heart to get it beating again. That's how wonderful she is. The melody starts to play as she makes her entrance. I looked up to the stage with a big smile on my face. She looks around, probably looking for someone. She stops turning her head as she locked eyes with me, smiling at me with that beautiful bright smile. I smiled back at her and nodded her way, then she started singing. A beautiful melody keeps crashing into my heart because I know, she's playing it to communicate with every heart. Everyone cheered as she finished, making me feel surprised yet clapping along. She stared at me before she turns around and walked away. I took that as a sign as I make my way to escape the crowd, walking to the backstage. I opened the door that seems familiar and there I saw her. She engulfed me into a hug so tight that a smile had formed on my lips. I wrapped my arms around her as she cried. I closed my eyes as I listen to the melody of our hearts in sync, every beat is the same. Her heart was beating the same as mine and I believed it was destiny. But then the melodies of our hearts' becoming faint as they pulled her away from me. That love song was replaced with a sad one, but aren't love songs always sad? I tried to hold on to the thread that was connecting our hearts together yet my heart got pulled along with her, leaving me empty as I try to run after her yet I was pulled down by my own weakness. The last time I saw her, she was smiling with tears in her eyes as she say those three words. And then the melody stopped. -----------------------------------------