Finding love !!!

She still thinks about him...

In the darkness of every night...

Maybe he continues to sleep in peace, 

As he could give up without a fight...

Love that once filled their hearts

Ended even before it started, when he chose to walk away 

Yet, it is still keeping her heart alive...

Though tears are dry and mind doesn't sway....

She often thinks about the love, 

but its not about him anymore...

That beautiful feeling that's disappeared...

How will she find it again to warm her core...

Memories of love!

 

What's there to talk about love...

Everyone asks me why we don't talk anymore,
Guess the language of love lost its sounds and words along the path of silence...

Everyone wonders why we don't meet anymore,
Your love that came through glances lasting few seconds, was probably enough for this life...

Everyone assumes that our love is dead and gone,
But in the moments when we think of each other, isn't love alive and singing somewhere....

Never loved her!

He sat there, staring into space
Spectrum of shades from the dusk, showing in his eyes
The probing silence around, was asking so many questions
He looked up and said, "But, I never loved her".

"Liked her stupidity,  had fun and laughter,
Fought over things at times when I hated her,
Did enjoy the madness and there were moments,
It was sort of crazy, but, I never loved her"

I looked at both of them, wondering whats running through her mind,
His pained face and the breaking voice were speaking volumes.
She had tears in her eyes yet a smile on her lips.
I remained silent, as I guess she will forever wonder if he really loved her!

Was never about you !

The sleep breaks out into restless dreams some nights,
I don’t know if it’s a longing or anguish of letting go

The tears that stream down, scar my face at times
As they evaporate in the hidden valleys of my heart

The simmering lava of the pain sizzles on some days
Like the silence of the dead volcano waiting to erupt 

The thoughts that keep floating around in my head
are now jumbled as they mix up past and future

It is my mind that’s keeping the love alive
Tiny pieces of my heart are too weak to hope anymore 

As my soul goes about it’s quest of life
It’s my tears, fears, heart, silence and my love that matters

I once thought it was all about you...
Now I know it was not...yes it was never about you
It was always about me !

Backspace!

Loving him was probably the easier part...
She has no answers or reasons for why...
She never thought it would be tough to move on...
How much ever she cries or tries...

It still burns her soul deep inside...
Even after they let go and walked away...
For what she once felt and cherished...
Her heart is still being made to pay...

She constantly stops herself from reaching out to him...
Yet, it kills her to end it without a care...
The phases when he disappears from her life....
Feels as if a slice of her is lost somewhere...

He flows from her thoughts to the dreams...
When she closes her eyes for the night...
Like someone holding on to their last breath to live...
She seems to hold on to his memories tight...

The overwhelming emotions that tug at her heart...
The tears that flow down from her eyes...
The quite hope that still lives in the corners of her life...
The Backspace should have ended this story, if those were lies...