And the truth is ... I miss you!
Its so strange that the one who gives the hurt, usually gives the cure to fix it. Somehow or the other, every pain is faded out of ones life. But what if on pain just refuses to go! It refuses to be fixed, refuses to be pacified. All it wants to do, is sit there and feel bad about what happened. It pulls in the beautiful memories, as well as the bad ones. Most of the time, your pain is silent. But sometimes, it reacts which such violent fury that you are bombarded with all kinds of memories, and before you can realise what happened, they're gone. You feel like you've just woken up from a dream, a lone face lingers in your eyes and a mild ache set in your heart. You're afraid of closing your eyes. Scared of what you might see.
They say love is blind. The problem here is that the eyes see her everywhere they look. Every word spoken feels like they've been said before, and every song heard reminds the mind of those beautiful days gone by, which might never return. The eyes cry to see that face again. The fingers hurt to feel that hair again. The ears ache to hear that voice and laugh again. The mind tries to think the good things again. But all fall to the ground, broken in a million pieces, with each shard threatening to puncture you if you shall tread them.
Please come back ... i sit here broken without you...
Don't just sit there.. believe in your love, have the courage to pursue it. Every passing moment is a chance to turn everything around so don't give up, don't breakdown... life doesn't give too many chances.. go ahead! be expressive and do something before it's too late.
By Shikha Choudhury, at 9:21 AM