Broken Dreams Bled Green!

What are the Silent Killers of the dream? What is more painful broken Dream/ broken Heart?

Two strangers crossed paths, and the universe paused.
A spark ignited where coincidence met curiosity.
They spoke as though they'd borrowed pages from each other's minds,
and every conversation felt like another summit climbed.
They discovered a shared love for wandering mountain trails—
but while he chased the next dopamine hit
she quietly dreamed of a forever commit.
Somewhere between the peaks and the laughter,
they forgot to ask the question that mattered most.

What are their core values..


They said they trusted each other.. but trust was new-baby ..
Was fragile, needed more care, nurture maybe..
They Promised! thinking it's equal for both of them
Their promise meant different, though context was same

They quickly became fast friends and partners too
At least on Great HIKE
They both thought the top of the mountain is beautiful place to be
& dreamt of THE Success of the summit!
They started climbing soon... every step was beautiful & thrived on each corner of first few turns of hike..
Enchanted valley, mossy land, fairyland journey filling their hearts to the fullest

She and him had their inner fears and inner drives
They were sharing everything except the extent of that fear, what it feels like in your body when the trigger happens ..
How can you have total empathy without the same feelings and experiences?

Hike started getting tough.. The terrain is rough.. she is excited for the joy of climbing at edge of the cliff .. it's adrenaline .. and joy of same success taught by her father to risk it all to HAVE it..
She was here with conquering fears and sacrifices..

Her first missed step, a few tiny pebbles on his face … he extended his hand of care to hold her .. realizing he is triggered..
The strong memory of his sister hitting her head, tumbling down the hill when he was outstretched arm.. and helpless. Guilt and shame hit him bad .. he WAS 12 but responsible …
His heart felt heavy, and his smile disappeared..
He stopped seeing green but only rocky, sharp edges..
Siren started buzzing .. he couldn’t hear the laughter of her joy..
He thought she is laughing at his fear.. no empathy .. narcissism!
.. and here, I thought she is kind…
How can she enjoy such stupid risk ..is she out of her mind?
He said he would QUIT climbing… he wants to change the route..
He would like to be on an easy trail .. where his nervous system calms down.
BUT, he was the ‘MALE’ with Ego and all
So he turned to her, Hike was Just Your Call
..this stupid plan was never mine..
The top of the mountain is just your idea to shine…

Girl felt heartbroken… Really .. really sad
She thought she chose him to CLIMB amongst busy crowd ..
“I really thought HE, I, OUR Dream & togetherness is all special and felt proud.
Crossing these hurdles will make them strong, individually and together..

She dreamt clearer; she was attached to the Dream of Reaching at Top together.
For her she it was a sense of success..

She missed the moments of his missing heartbeats..
She felt, even though the climb was rough…
As a company in this journey, wasn’t she good enough?

Nobody knows what ABSOLUTE RIGHT is?

She kept climbing ..
He chose an easy trail with greens, creeks, and waterfalls
Her path was rugged, steep with rocky walls..
She climbed harder, each step scraping her, bleeding ..
“Why her father never taught her stopping, pausing, quitting?”
The ALONE was no fun.
& weather hadn’t changed
The PROMISE TO CLIMB didn’t leave her mind.

Knowing the news ..Everybody back in the village ridiculed her for not easing off
Climbing the Mountain was not much preferred by the crowd.

And here She is …
Bruising and Bleeding …
She had no language or care to explain the joy she had..
..Of Promising , Planning, Initiating, Sustaining, and STAYING

Never mind, Sunset made her scared too..

Pitch dark track with throbbing knees ..was getting real hard to move..
Crickets' noise and wind rustling ..
NOW is the moment where she was questioning..
Her choices.. her triggers and hardships … where is it coming from ..
To What , where I TRULY belong …
She almost did not know why she couldn’t stop?

She was scared like..
Dammmmmnn scared ..
With each step .. not just she cried but hauled ..

With sunrise, she saw that group of Hikers & campers
She made it to them,
And guess what.. Now and here… She was showered by praises and pampers!

Her bruising made her remember him
Attachment comes with the prize of pain
She can only wish his journey to be safe and green
Wish for him to meet his own tribe..
May he attract his company with similar vibe.

She wishes to meet him at some corner on the same mountain.. or another .. or on hill ..or on …….

You may never know.. but on sea and sand …
She just feels he ought to meet her with a stronger desire of having
a joy of holding hand.

Although, she reached at that Top
with Questions to pop

Is it a Same place or any different
where your senses calm down
Drive drives you
Passion blinds you..
Mind meets heart?

The real joy is to follow the RULES and reach to the summit ?
Or follow the heart and emotions for each-others to admit..
The joy is journey the company or summit ?

Was ‘Reaching to mountain top’ more important than to holding his hand in green valley ?
How on earth …you make choices , how you weigh pros and cons , how do you tally ?

PS.
Her first missed step was his first missed heartbeat
Her first scratch was direct scratch on his heart..
He said he couldn’t see her in pain
So LETs QUIT or LETS Stay apart ..