Monday, August 6, 2018

For the love of all things emotional

STONE AND COLD
   I look forward to Thursday evenings, that’s our night, that's the time you call me from Canada. We’ll talk for hours and not want it to end. I miss our laughs. I remember when we met, at that get together. You just broke through my walls without trying, well I wasn’t trying too. I mean, you’re amazing and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. I cannot wait for you to get back so we’ll see. People were jealous of our relationship I mean, who wouldn’t? Everyone thought we’d move forward and we did, not just in the way they thought. You asked and I obliged. I gave it my all, selflessly and I don’t regret it, I never will.
    I look forward to our Friday night talks. I would reveal my soul to you and you would do likewise but I’m keeping something from you. A secret that will make or mar our relationship. I’d rather not. I love what we have. I guess some things are meant to die in you and this is just it. You know more about me than anyone else and give me true advice more than anybody has. I love you and I can’t wait for you to be back.
    Saturdays are the best when we talk about anything and everything. Movies, fashion, etc. I miss us. I can’t wait for you to be back so we can turn up at the wedding. I’ve learnt shaku shaku with the sauce.
      We met first, sisters forever. Then I met you, the ideal boyfriend. I kept our relationships side by side. We became close and people thought we would date, even I secretly thought so. You started dropping hints and I subtly picked them up. Then, you met her, my friend turned sister and the hints changed. You asked for her and I selflessly gave because at that point, I just knew, that was the end. ‘I was your amber but now she’s your shade of gold’. I watched you blossom and helped settle your fights. All these I did and I don’t regret it. You knew about our feelings but you knew about hers too. I’ve said goodbye to my feelings and they’ve started dying cause I know, even if you still want me which you don’t, ‘we’ can never happen at leastnot anymore.
     I love you both and I’ll stand by you to chase away the hyenas and fight off the bears, know that you’ve got me. I’ll turn up at your wedding as the only train for both of you, which is such an honour. In this race of life, I just may have lost myself and they wonder why I’m hard as stone and cold as ice.

Some feels for the night

OMO AYAN.
   

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