Why Did You Leave - Blog Posts
Can you wait out the winter?
There was love between us.
Until one day there wasn't.
We just woke up and decided that was it.
And just like that, our paths diverged.
Will they ever cross again?
I don't know.
But everywhere I go, I still get reminded of you.
You might have left,
but not before leaving my soul drenched in your being.
Wherever I go, I can only think of you being there too.
We thought it'd be nice to be free again.
But now the freedom seems to have turned to loneliness.
And with every sunrise I miss you a little more.
You've been absent for a while now,
but I've been loving you nonetheless.
And judging by the way my eyes search for your face in every crowd,
I think I am going to love you always.
Whether you like it or not.
Whether I like it not.
And just like that I am yearning for you again.
And that's when I realised, there's still love between us.
From me to you.
And I'll wait for it to come back.
From you to me.
I miss you.
When will you come home?
in the softness of your voice, telling me that everything is going to be okay.
I belived, in the way your eyes sparkled when I smiled and hugged back.
I believed, that day on our porch, in the love that we shared.
And after so many more such beliefs, here I stand beside your grave. Not knowing what to do or where to go.
I believed you when you said we had an eternity.
We didn't.
You lied.
And I believed.
I believed