My heart is grieving
The more I talk to him
The more I sulk over what I missed out
I shall never have a chance
I shall never give a chance
My heart is broken
And in time shall break others
In time, closer he gets,
The more distant he will stray.
I crave for it!
In the anguish, I stay awake thinking
Why has this come this way
May the words flow and keep flowing
From one side to the other, and then back again
But what is the chance, for him to mend my heart
What are the chances for him to care for it?
Sewing it slowly, and making sure it doesn’t wander away?
Do I still have that magic in me?
To make sure his pain, sufferings shall go away
I sit here wondering
Why my imaginations flow
Why is my heart waiting?
Why isn’t he making a step
Is he pushing me away?
I want answers, and I want them now
Maybe, there are no such feelings
I guess I am delusional
I guess it is never impossible.