After long time… has mind asked my self to think about you..
After long time.. I want to hold you tight to my heart and touch your soul..
After long time.. I want to feel you
I know this isn’t our destiny.. I know its not what I m suppose to ask of you.. but I cant hold my love back for you..
I cant stop thinking how beautiful you look when you smile..
I cant stop asking my self to make you smile..
Is it how we are going to be.. incomplete??
Why I feel its you that makes me feel complete.. when we have different path subscribed for us..
You remember that night when we read book together, in that night you glowed ..
You remember those nights when we roamed aimlessly in the city for ice cream..
I do.
I remember that moment when I came in to your room for the first time.. hesitantly. I thought me being there would or might create some problems for you… after some time we laughed we ate.. we celebrated in you room. In your bed we sat and smiled.
I thought of hugging you many times. I thought of holding your hand many times..
I didn’t. I felt doing that would make me happy but wasn’t sure about you.. and I thought of you first. always.
On the day when you were admitted in hospital I rushed to see you. Just to see you. I thought it’d be over after minor check up.. but wasn’t so. My mind was racing to make the arrangements, to get the best room, to get the best service. All I wanted for you to be comfortable and you said to me the most simple word “… stay ..”
That night in hospital when you were in pain… I felt so helpless. I felt so dead. I prayed I prayed. I asked doctors to help you. They said they are. Your scream grew louder… I stopped living. I couldn’t breath. Doctors wanted to end my suffering and suggested that I should leave. I thought about it and agreed. Agreed to leave you and asked god to help you. I left hospital thinking and hating myself. Hating to be in such situations. And then….
You called me …asking me to come back.
I asked my god for strength, to support you. And my god came.
That night you lied peacefully on bed.. your hand slipped out of bed. Carefully I lifted your soft tired hand and placed it on bed. I thought of holding your hand..
I didn’t. I felt doing that would make me happy but wasn’t sure about you.. and I thought of you first. always.
In matter of few weeks after this .. I expressed my feelings and you told me …
you loved some one else. You cried for me but you had to be honest.
You’d said you’d be there with me for life, more than just friends we would be…
You left..
Broken heartily I tried to move on. I am trying to move on.
But
I still remember you.
After long time.. I want to hold you tight to my heart and touch your soul..
After long time.. I want to feel you
I know this isn’t our destiny.. I know its not what I m suppose to ask of you.. but I cant hold my love back for you..
I cant stop thinking how beautiful you look when you smile..
I cant stop asking my self to make you smile..
Is it how we are going to be.. incomplete??
Why I feel its you that makes me feel complete.. when we have different path subscribed for us..
You remember that night when we read book together, in that night you glowed ..
You remember those nights when we roamed aimlessly in the city for ice cream..
I do.
I remember that moment when I came in to your room for the first time.. hesitantly. I thought me being there would or might create some problems for you… after some time we laughed we ate.. we celebrated in you room. In your bed we sat and smiled.
I thought of hugging you many times. I thought of holding your hand many times..
I didn’t. I felt doing that would make me happy but wasn’t sure about you.. and I thought of you first. always.
On the day when you were admitted in hospital I rushed to see you. Just to see you. I thought it’d be over after minor check up.. but wasn’t so. My mind was racing to make the arrangements, to get the best room, to get the best service. All I wanted for you to be comfortable and you said to me the most simple word “… stay ..”
That night in hospital when you were in pain… I felt so helpless. I felt so dead. I prayed I prayed. I asked doctors to help you. They said they are. Your scream grew louder… I stopped living. I couldn’t breath. Doctors wanted to end my suffering and suggested that I should leave. I thought about it and agreed. Agreed to leave you and asked god to help you. I left hospital thinking and hating myself. Hating to be in such situations. And then….
You called me …asking me to come back.
I asked my god for strength, to support you. And my god came.
That night you lied peacefully on bed.. your hand slipped out of bed. Carefully I lifted your soft tired hand and placed it on bed. I thought of holding your hand..
I didn’t. I felt doing that would make me happy but wasn’t sure about you.. and I thought of you first. always.
In matter of few weeks after this .. I expressed my feelings and you told me …
you loved some one else. You cried for me but you had to be honest.
You’d said you’d be there with me for life, more than just friends we would be…
You left..
Broken heartily I tried to move on. I am trying to move on.
But
I still remember you.
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