Love has all its shades. Sometimes it loots like a thief all your peace of mind. Yet makes you feel you got nothing to lose. For love is just a feeling stored in your heart and nothing could ever wither it. Nah! Not a thing to be stolen.
I have fallen in love without using my sense of sight. It is crazy to believe I share this feeling with a guy, far far away. Not even a glimpse of him but I relate to him this feeling of love.
Just like the soft breeze blowing, you don’t know from which direction it blows but you can feel it. That is what I do, feel his presence with my eyes closed.
I lose in myself when a thought of him passes my mind. No! I don’t miss him. For, he is there wherever I am, never to let go.
Just for this once I felt for someone with my eyes closed. The feelings that I feel matters more than the longing I have to see him.
Love is not always about togetherness, it’s greater when you feel it rather than see it.
Of course! I do complain a lot. I say, "I wish I could be seeing someone like him in real." But the fact is I am with him closer than anyone who might be holding each others hands.
It’s just a gap between reality and a dream.
Dreams may not always come true but who said realities always do. Far apart, all that matters is the feelings. And that’s what I have for him.
The feelings then become the bridge between reality and dreams. Just cross it and you are there wherever you want, dream or reality.
Dad might have gone, walked far away from me but my eyes cannot see doesn’t mean I don’t love him. He stays right there in my heart. To love some one, believe me we don’t need the physical presence. Just the feeling that they might be breathing somewhere is more than enough.
It’s a beautiful feeling to just feel the presence of someone who is not even near.
I smile just looking at the screen, often laugh at his mails. Crazy! Others might think but feelings are just what I have.
When I close my eyes to pray for something I don’t wish for his presence, I wish this love that I have for him grow stronger everyday.
Just like the morning light, I just want to spread my wings and rise above everything filling his heart with love, love that will never die.
Ah! This is not a tale of Romeo and Juliet. It’s just an ordinary tale with an extraordinary circumstance. I just am in love with some one I haven’t seen. It is just a lesson that in love it’s not that eyes meet and you have to hold hands to make it stronger. It’s just the feeling that matters in the end.
And I live with the feeling that never makes me feel incomplete for I know he breathes somewhere filling up the blank spaces.
Not everyone expects life would turn out to be this way or that way. Of course I never thought he might turn up this way. Like anything, I just got to live my life as it sails through.
There are moments that you don’t want to turn back to. And even if you want to look back, you just can’t. But there are always moments you look back, no matter how old it may be it still lightens up your face. Existence blesses you with both. And realization of the departure of yesterday makes it more beautiful.
I look at the beautiful yesterday when dad consoled me, often laughing amidst tears when his kiddish acts come in front of me as though a moving dream. The little girl inside of me keeps looking back, perhaps her happiness lies in the memories she has.
No, I don’t crave for chocolates, no butterflies, no pink lace dresses and sandals. But this girl want to relive the moment that just passed by.
How beautiful it was even if we lived in a hut. How delicious the boiled potato curry tasted. How wonderful it was to walk miles to get home holding your hands. The cheapest sweets were sweeter when it came from your pockets.
There I stand on the doorway counting the days. You have never been gone for so long. Even if you did, it was none but for my own good. Daddy, did you leave to make my world more comfortable? Are you bringing home happiness as you always used to?
Your baby is waiting for you. I will wait even if its forever for no one can bring the same smile like you did. Of course, I smile but not with the accuracy like in your presence. I want to smile the same smile.
Every teardrop falls from my eyes with the expectation that your gentle hands would wipe it away. But when it hits the ground, it pains me.
I miss you so much. Then I take a glance at your picture. There you lie, just as though you are some where around and that you will come back.
A reluctant step I take each time I get closer to home. My heart senses your absence. There is no warmth for I know I wont find you there.And all comforts gone.
