I know that you are not here anymore. I know that we are not we anymore.I know that I am alone these days.I know it wasnt you but the situations that broke us apart.Those days, when we both waited for 7pm, the time when much awaited rendezvous happened.Those days have etched deep in my memory, I have preserved those moments of joy into that section of my heart which is most frequently visited. Every night, when the wetness of my pillow has reached its saturation point, when Ive cried enough that even tears refuse to come out of my eyes, I visit that part of my heart. I know, we still live there. I can still hear your mellifluous voice there.Your words, crystal clear there.Your ambrosial aroma imbues my very existence there. Though reluctantly, when I hit reality, it vanishes. Everything turns to a foggy misty glass which reflects only my scarred face and my stoic facade over it, after I plunge into reality.I know that I will revisit that part of my heart yet again tomorrow. I know that your copious memories will keep me debilitating until our unification is complete, maybe in heaven.I know this chain of ethereal trysts will keep on exacerbating my condition. But most importantly, I know that I still love you as much as you detest me.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 14:32:02 +0000
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