you are supposed to feel happy and good after a meet with your loved one after a long wait of a year..
you are supposed to be dreamy eyed throughout the day and night after the rendezvous...
you are supposed to continue feeling your loved one's smell around you.. even hours after you have been wrapped around your loved one's loving arms..
you are supposed to fondly gaze at every picture of both of yours together..
you are supposed to be excitedly waiting for 'tomorrow' to come for another meet with your loved one..
and you are NOT supposed to feel shit and crappy.
but thats what is happening to me..
i feel the smell.. i relive the touch.. i go back to every syllable uttered.. i have the face and the smile, the hug and the embrace, the hold and the poise, the glittering eyes and the innocent brush against the knee, all frozen with me.. and yet, i have the unmistakable presence of that moist feel tingling the corners of the eyes.. and it wont be long before.......
p.s. and that is why, you should always say.. speak.. coz silence doesnt go well.. because, it screeches to me.. and when i need you the most, you cant be here with me..
you are supposed to be dreamy eyed throughout the day and night after the rendezvous...
you are supposed to continue feeling your loved one's smell around you.. even hours after you have been wrapped around your loved one's loving arms..
you are supposed to fondly gaze at every picture of both of yours together..
you are supposed to be excitedly waiting for 'tomorrow' to come for another meet with your loved one..
and you are NOT supposed to feel shit and crappy.
but thats what is happening to me..
i feel the smell.. i relive the touch.. i go back to every syllable uttered.. i have the face and the smile, the hug and the embrace, the hold and the poise, the glittering eyes and the innocent brush against the knee, all frozen with me.. and yet, i have the unmistakable presence of that moist feel tingling the corners of the eyes.. and it wont be long before.......
p.s. and that is why, you should always say.. speak.. coz silence doesnt go well.. because, it screeches to me.. and when i need you the most, you cant be here with me..

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