I remember looking at you and feeling everything. I remember looking at you and feeling nothing. I was terrified both of the times.
From the moment you asked me to read you a story, I started writing ours. Do you know how it feels to rely on someone to feel complete? I do. Did you ever love someone so much that you carried a piece of them everywhere you went? I did. I do.
We were a continent apart, yet I could still feel the universe in me shifting places with yours. Did I forget to tell my heart that I am moving on, or did it forget to tell me that it will forever be somewhere else?
It’s a tricky business wanting something as much as I wanted you. For a long time, I defined myself by the longing I felt for you, and now that I have you in my arms, I don’t know who I am.
All I know is this: I belong to you, even if I am not near you. You said, ‘patience’ to me once and I am saying it back. Wait for me, until I find my way back to you. To us. I always do.
Poet’s note – ‘Like Crazy’ is a movie that is very close to my heart. This is a poem that defines the relationship between the main characters.
Walking in mental fog, you become a swaying tree. In mistiness one becomes lonely like a blackbird. Hollyhocks would wait, till the sun comes out. December rain brings the gift― of sleet on lips. ————————————– Walking in mental fog, you
The man of her life treats her like gold, So she cries Because she knows Her secrets would break him inside And would crush his soul, So to protect him she lies As her secrets are something that she holds
Your eyes are like snake so charming and so warming Your gait is like a deer which give impression of beer Your all other body gestures are so daring and alarming I have taken you in being wonderfully near and