How do I miss you
When I never forget to remember you?
It hasn't been easy
It never would be, I know.
I find us in the mellowing pages of memory,
As green as we used to be.
I try to shut my eyes
In desperate attempts of escaping what's real
But how do I shut my heart where your voice rings deep?!
I am fine as I promised
I will be fine as you wanted
But there's a fine line between being fine and being me
I guess I am going to miss that.
And yes, I don't miss you like I thought I would
For I can never forget you.
And I know that's how you feel as well
I do.
Isn't it strange how love binds people who are polar opposites! I have always believed love to be a faith which grows deeper each day as it is based on trust and the ability to hold on just like the waves hold on to the sea. The story is about two love birds who got caught in the web of love. He resembles the morning sunshine, shy yet bold enough to fight past the night's gloom. A deafening silence engulfing his soul. She is a tempest who gave his silence a shattering jolt. And just when the word impossible could have defined the bond they likely could have shared, the word split itself into " I am possible!" and a possibly, "I am possible" love story took birth. What interests me is the way they stand together, I have seen them fight, seen them suffer but that suffering has it's beauty of it's own where one cries and the other feels the pain (Okay, that was a cliche!) I was always attracted towards stories which had pain in the sense that it mad...
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