There is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that place.”– CHARLES BUKOWSKI
Since you’re gone, lots of thing has changed; I wish you’d have been here so I’d have hugged you all the same. But when I think about you,there’s been hardly three-four times when I actually showed my affection or been in your arms.
When a little child is being fed, the mother often covers what the child spills to give false sense of all is well.Your presence was doing that for me. “Loud noise for subtle numbing”
Longing makes an eternity out of each moment but In my dreams you’re still with me,I was happier when you stood for me, even against me;
then you move away
but All you could take was the body.
My share is your voice, your half lit smiles, your anger, and the glimmer in your eyes. But the dear soul of yours, I keep searching for that in the night sky.
Times like these are making me harder to cope,it’s exactly been a year today (16th Nov’2017) when I got a call and I got to know you were NO more. I still remember,I couldn’t believe them. Why they didn’t wait at the hospital for longer? I still ask myself why wasn’t I present? what would have been your last words to me?
My life is seeking you, your playful cheer,your anger, your support
And that sudden pain in your voice.
There are still years of hour-long days before me without you. what should I do with those?
In moments between togetherness, trust and loss,
My-self is lost
And yet people say
You dominate me
And yet I sleep every night quaking, shivering, missing,
Thinking of you.
The same cloud ringing over my head,
I wish you were here to save me from myself; sleeping wasn’t possible; awake with the white of sorrow; Usually fearless why am I scared to be happy now?