Thursday, November 14, 2013

Vivacious Love.

"Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you
Don't forget me, I beg, I remember you said
Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead"

This is what the moments of silence were whispering. I had tried to shut those intervals down the very moment, but it didn't work. I had to put up with the broken graveyards. Sometimes, i would just look at the moon, breathe hard and would let it go. Wondering if you look at the same moon like I do. Like I try to touch it, do you too? I have been wondering if walking in the vacant lanes of love tear you up too. The solemn creepy sounds time had to make, for my realization of loneliness. It didn't stop. I know we have had gallons (not tons) of good times shared. It wouldn't be filled in one line, but ya know what it is. You really do know what they were called collectively as a group. "Love tales" !

It is amusing how literally one second could give you a flashback of your past or a gleam of your coming days. It is astounding how without any notice, people come and walk away from your life. This world seems like a faulty one. Where I feel nothing could be right and if you get that sensation of having it right by your side, then it is a wave of water you are riding on. Because you told me once that - "Love could be replaced, but not forgotten". I know you might have not loved me for long, but I tell you what. It was there for one full lifetime compressed in a limited moment. I had made your heart beat and slow it down like it was a haze. Blessing it was for you to make me feel loved, be it for one single dash. Just like forgetting the known tune is absurd. Just like all other eras and eternities we have had well balanced between us. Those were the juvenile days of purity, now it is all about conditions. But I can't be alone in a battle of two. 

It is what I beg, not to forget me. I wish the very best for you, now and forever, and everytimeyouwouldbetheretender. Because as we now have accomplished is a statement of melting words, I couldn't succeed in that love, but it did hurt like crazy. Like it never did before. 

Good Luck with all motions of blessings


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