We met when the seasons were changing. The summer was receding, making way for the fall. Worldview was my first witness. You were busy petting the dogs, I was busy staring at you. Blatantly. I was yet to find out who you were, but you were You, and an absolute thrill to watch. You are so beautiful. When I came to know that you were looking for me too, I was overwhelmed.
When the skies were lit up with a thousand fireflies, we held hands, made our first promises. I still believe in them. You had won me over, no matter how much you claim otherwise. That holds till date, will never fade.
When Love had set in, we had let ourselves go, intoxicated in each other's mirth we were destined to remain entwined forever. Then. I lost control. I lost myself, to myself. I disobeyed my very me and revelled in the joy of nothing. I took you for granted, without knowing or rather acknowledging the repercussions. I made you cry, time and again. But was I, me? For the first time in my life I have no one to blame other than myself. What have you done? You have loved me. So have I, loved you. But in my state of being under the influence, I had failed to show it to you.
Then you left. My canvas was reduced from a sceptrum of beautiful colours to just a spot. An inconspicuous spot. I am broken, for I can only love you. Through my eyes, you are the only world I have perceived. I have lost all strength today, my arsenal is empty. Except, words. Words. Words which can tear down worlds, can they bring you back? What can bring you back? I have reverted to me in every way. I have no dependence on anything, not even a smoke. I am just me, laid bare, breathing. But this lack of your love will eat through me eventually.It has already started and all I'll be left with is an empty shell of nothing. I guess that is probably what I deserve, what is inevitable and what will be. I hope to graciously accept that.
I have distributed my belongings to the people around me. Now I thrive for them to be content. I am not a parameter any more. No more.
If You stay happy, I would be at peace. What was real, at my beck and call yesterday, is a distant dream now. the pages I write in, the books I read, the clothes I wear, the places I visit, everything in my life is You. I pray for you to be happy. Every day. Every moment. I remind myself what you've taught me. You've taught me how to love unconditionally, to set my being aside and love someone just for who they are. that is what I'll do. Since I have broken all habits, all ephemeral strings with the material world, I will stand by the values you've taught me. I am who I was and who I will be. ME. Everything else has been stripped off. I stand naked in prayer.
When the skies were lit up with a thousand fireflies, we held hands, made our first promises. I still believe in them. You had won me over, no matter how much you claim otherwise. That holds till date, will never fade.
When Love had set in, we had let ourselves go, intoxicated in each other's mirth we were destined to remain entwined forever. Then. I lost control. I lost myself, to myself. I disobeyed my very me and revelled in the joy of nothing. I took you for granted, without knowing or rather acknowledging the repercussions. I made you cry, time and again. But was I, me? For the first time in my life I have no one to blame other than myself. What have you done? You have loved me. So have I, loved you. But in my state of being under the influence, I had failed to show it to you.
Then you left. My canvas was reduced from a sceptrum of beautiful colours to just a spot. An inconspicuous spot. I am broken, for I can only love you. Through my eyes, you are the only world I have perceived. I have lost all strength today, my arsenal is empty. Except, words. Words. Words which can tear down worlds, can they bring you back? What can bring you back? I have reverted to me in every way. I have no dependence on anything, not even a smoke. I am just me, laid bare, breathing. But this lack of your love will eat through me eventually.It has already started and all I'll be left with is an empty shell of nothing. I guess that is probably what I deserve, what is inevitable and what will be. I hope to graciously accept that.
I have distributed my belongings to the people around me. Now I thrive for them to be content. I am not a parameter any more. No more.
If You stay happy, I would be at peace. What was real, at my beck and call yesterday, is a distant dream now. the pages I write in, the books I read, the clothes I wear, the places I visit, everything in my life is You. I pray for you to be happy. Every day. Every moment. I remind myself what you've taught me. You've taught me how to love unconditionally, to set my being aside and love someone just for who they are. that is what I'll do. Since I have broken all habits, all ephemeral strings with the material world, I will stand by the values you've taught me. I am who I was and who I will be. ME. Everything else has been stripped off. I stand naked in prayer.
