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I sat on my bed until the sun went down, until darkness fell upon every corner of my room. The dim street lights pierced through my window, soft white curtain blowing with the cool breeze. The window, the curtain, or the dim lights has always been a fascinating sight for me. But tonight, there's a certain loneliness in it. I grabbed my pen and started writing....

"Seahorses came into my life. It tried hard to make me happy and contented by showing me the wonders under the sea. I was amazed and thought this might be a happier place to live. For a while, I spent my days enjoying the water. I met a lot of sea creatures like urchins, jellyfishes, turtles, and sharks.

One day I swam up to the shore to look back where I have once been. The woods were unchanged. The same calmness of the trees, the same stillness of the night... I thought, even if I am having fun in the sea, the woods is still where I belong. I belong to one great creature in the color of black and white. I knew it has been looking for me for days. or weeks.. or months..

My moment of silence was broken by splashes in the water. The sea creatures were calling me back to the ocean floor. I followed and we had some fun as usual. I looked around me; at the waters, at the sea creatures, at the seahorse... I started feeling empty.

Days of emptiness dragged on until it became unbearable. Sometimes I thought of just apologizing to those creatures and tell them I'm going back to the woods. But i just don't have the balls to do so. I'm scared of the disappointed look on their faces, especially on the seahorse's face. I started lying to myself, making me believe that I love seahorses now more than I love pandas.

But then again, I have always known the truth. It is kept here in a special chamber called the heart.

I'm leaving the waters. I'm leaving the woods. I never knew that the heart could break into millions of pieces. Tears blurred my eyes as I make my way to a new place. Maybe to the city, or the desert, i don't know. One truth I've realized in my journey, I never really loved seahorses half as much as I love pandas. And even though I'm leaving, I know I will always run back to my home...

The woods."