A boy's journey through words and the mixtapes. I write every Thursday.
Had she not come into my life, I would have been ‘words’ with no ‘feelings’, no ‘expressions’.
Had she not chosen me for her, I would have been a ‘brick’ tossed in the rubbish with no ‘name’, ‘no address’.
She filled soul in this empty vessel.
She is the only reason I know I fell in love with the journey.
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I was never ready for all that happened.
I am just learning as things occur.
All I can say is I am given this imperfect life and I just love it the way it is given.
I am happy that I get to wake up happy, liberated, new.
I am happy that we all live one day at a time.
As rain drops hit the window pane while music played gently in the background; I remembered cuddling with you.
When I noticed newlyweds having their photo op together; I remembered our first kiss, our first walk together.
I was yet alone amongst my friends as they lollygagged their marriage strife; I remembered our beautiful mess.
Saw husband and wife with their two daughters having dinner together at our favorite restaurant; I again remembered you with so much pain and tears on my small plate.
Found all the letters we wrote to each other inside your special red box and I can’t help but cry terribly once again, I remembered you.
You were my star crush, you left me for the stars. You are still my most sacred story I will keep celebrating every single day of forever! I promise.
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These lovely people.
Grand ma’ demands, “Where is your .. hmm..?”
Mum tells me, “Go find someone or I’ll do the searching…”
Dad reinforces.
Friends ask, “In love with someone?”
Brother pokes,“Why are you single?”
Sister roasts, “What happened with your last relationship?”
Entangled my life and you wouldn’t know — now for a short period of time, let me learn, unlearn and relearn to love myself first.
Let me learn, unlearn and relearn to love myself first. Enjoy my and only mine aloof, pristine, benign solace.
Love can wait for a spell ...🐦🐦🐦🐦
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Take me inside your heart, tell me your story. I want to see what makes you so beautiful. Hold my hands for I have only lost my way to you,... not the will.
I will walk continents, travel the oceans for nothing more but a glimpse of you, to know if you are okay.
I hear your whispers in soft murmur of the wind that blows through my cheeks.
I feel your presence in the blood that runs through and through me.
And I wear you like you’re my favorite shirt every day.
I love you like you are my favorite songs all the way.
Mr.Roger de Rabutin de Bussy writes,“Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.”
Long Distance is not a detriment but truly an imperial affliction.
🙂 🙂
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I love her.
She loves me.
We are enough.
That's all I know!
She is beautiful like a Sunshower in my town.
She is the red in the rose, the blue in the sea.
With purpose and just perfect.
She is the fierce wind that ushers cloud on all sides.
She is the art work and words do not suffice.
She makes me feel that all this is a dream, all this .. is the heaven.
She is the reason I feel like opening my eyes every day.
“He who loves you will make you weep.” ~ Argentian Proverb.
p.s. Yesterday (May 6, 2017, Saturday) was my debut experience with website meltdown. Thanks for the awesome data traffic.
Thoughts.
‘Tars, Tears and Happiness change us.”
In other respect, as eloquently professed by René Descartes (1596–1650),"Cogito ergo sum" which translates to 'I think, therefore I am.'
Thence, we are the stars made of thoughts.
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I vividly remember our late night conversations.
I would slowly take her in, inside my dream. And she’d know I had lost her to sleep. She happily forgave.
Prerana — a beautiful girl with a heart of liquid gold, the one who also wore a contagious, melting smile under her nose. A gifted Master-chef and certainly the one of a kind who always showed up like warmth radiating through the first winter sun.
Hands on the heart.
Dear Prerana,
I am utterly grateful that our path crossed, that I had an opportunity to know you, to understand you in an uncompromised wholeness.
Little words they seem but you’re the best person I’ve befriended and happily allowed myself to be openly open with, open about.
You have done so much for me, haven’t you? Helped me in infinite ways I know I cannot repay; taught me life lessons only you could’ve sowed, did deeds only you cared enough to owe on me and all of them in the most selfless manner I can imagine. You were my guardian angel during all my worst days, and the happiest soul in few excellent ones too. You’ve seen me in tears and you’ve seen me at my best. You’ve seen me broke and you’ve seen me grow.
And maybe because it is in your name ‘PRERANA’ that I already find all the examples of genuine, unadulterated emotions crystallized, cleared and absorbed within you. Your silver soul will forever shine on me I promise.
A quarter century of my life have passed but I have never met anyone like you. To me, you are the only one of your kind. To me, you are … special.
And because of you, your imminent, unspoken, silent and strong gravitational pull of sweet goodness you had (and will forever have) on me; your silky qualities of the past and hopefully in the future too, that I still selfishly long for your lavish company when empty.
Once again, thank you from the bottom corner of my heart for always being there for me.
Always Smile ae’
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