I really miss you when the day gets all complicated. I think of the times when I could just stare at nothing and still be happy because of being with you . With you in my life every step felt different , every puddle seemed like a amusement park and every wound just meant that you had played . Things were very different when I could sit and talk with you for hours. If you remember there was neither a single today when cried about yesterday ,nor a single today where we brooded over tomorrow. There was a zone in which you and I could be ourselves. We did not need to pretend, we did not need anyone.
Those long walks with you when no one cared to watch us. Those moments beyond Sunset and those moments right before Sunrise will always be treasured.
Do you remember the days when we danced and sang without bothering if we got it right ?
Do you have a memory of those walks in the temple where we prayed from chocolates, less work and a little mercy (and they worked )?
Do you get pained when you think about things we wanted to do and did not do because I had to act responsible ?
Do you remember the time I got beaten for lying about my marks and I had only you to soothe my wounds ?
I have you in my life as my critic, my friend, after all we are soul mates. I am sure you are reading this out there and asking yourself why are we not together again. Is it because you could not tolerate me ? Is it because it hurt you to see me become just like the rest of the world ? Is it because I did not give you enough attention ? Is it because we disagreed on whether to get off the bed in those late morning hours ? I hope you are not hurt by the times I demanded too much from you. I just wanted to see you do better.
You did not realize, that I have missed you badly, for you do not give me your time, your insight or your smile. You seem not to care, but I know it hurts you deep not to feel the same anymore. But I am done with not facing you , I am done with running away from you in pursuits worldly and beyond yonder. I know my happiest days were with you and will always be with you.This time I promise we will just have fun, I promise not to act all wise and knowing, I promise not act like a stickler for rules, I promise to just take it a moment at a time and savour it all.
Dear Child in Me … I want you back and this time I wont let you go
Pensive
p.s: I Miss You
I do not write in order to be understood;
I write in order to understand
