Saturday, October 18, 2014

The Musings of a Silent Lover

He mused,

"This day is crucial for me. Coz today, as we finally meet after one long year, I am going to tell you everything I always wanted to say and you wished to hear, without the influence of alcohol.

I wasn't sure what you were to me, or whether I wanted to see us together till the end until we parted ways. When I said goodbye to you for the most ridiculous reason one can ever give, and you kept 'pestering' me to get back as 'friends' I didn't know that I would find the answer for all that I was looking for.

I started missing you, not visibly though. Externally I was more than happy with the life I had, but deep inside, there was an emptiness I could never explain. A void no one could really fill in. I wasn't really missing you, but something precious; a part of me, like I suddenly became handicapped and could never be the same.

Today, as you enter my place again, I might just come running to you, embracing you like never before. And look into your eyes holding your face, and gently kissing your forehead. And then your lips without asking you whether you find it OK. And take you to my room, caress your bosoms and feel the warmth of it by pressing my face on them. And make love to you, and let you know how difficult a life it was, without you. I might tell you, you're not perfect, nor pretty but I just want to surrender and give myself to you, and make you mine, forever. And you might cry, out of joy and we might make love again, all through the night. And let our love grow, beyond the walls.

Or I might not! I might just greet shaking hands with you and offer you a seat in the living room. And have a drink or two, discussing about everything that doesn't matter at all, except the love we share. And make you feel miserable all over again, with no love expressed. And have dinner together and finally drop you back home, parting with a friendly hug. Like it never mattered to me, and never meet again.

This day is crucial. As my inner self will decide the winner of the love - ego battle. May the unregretful win."