I knew I was wrong,
So I thought why not be her Mr right.
I kept my wrong at bay
To meet your right which lay the other way.
I didn't take any leap, it was one step at a time
I was forsaking which had long been mine.
A shadow in me was learning to be on its own.
It staggered, knee bent but it's spirit kept it high.
The dark clouds seemed no more darker,
The sun rays no more blinding,
I was learning to be awake
Learning to be alive.
Just when I thought I could meet your right,
Just when the story could have begun,
Just when I was strong enough to be strong,
It all snapped.
Your right no more seemed right,
My wrong no more was wrong.
And I walked back, my spirit sunk,
My heart barren,
My wrong was once again mine.
"My love is enough for both of us", she often felt those words ring in her heart. She finally had understood that life wouldn't always follow her designs. That people are meant to leave but their memories won't. She often had wondered how someone could love her to such an extent when that person had always known that she wouldn't reciprocate those feelings. How could a person stand by her when she always acted as a fleeting shadow. She never had given hope for she knew the pain of dejection but he kept hoping like a hopeless vagabond. How she wished that he would some day hate her enough to let go. She devised ways to free him from this web, she acted cold, turned indifferent, did everything he detested and she finally saw some changes. It was a relief, he finally seemed to take hold of his life. She could see him grow responsible. He finally it seemed was learning to love himself. Phone calls died, meetings subsided, they become known strangers. All this while ...
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