memories to live

THE WAIT

It's morning 3, I’m almost near the city in which he is staying. The wait ending after a year, I need to make my decision. It made me weak at first, he haunted me in the nights. Whenever I tried to forget him, his memories hit me more. I was broken, I don’t know the reason behind my existence. The more I tried hate him I had find a reason to regret for my past. I had locked myself with my past. I had lost so many people called friends. I woke from the seat and sat near the door. And started to pin down my thoughts in the diary.

The breeze is so cold, its making me to miss you. I still remember the vibes of our first kiss, I can still feel the warmth of your body. The sky is filled with so many stars but we still love to find moon, because we can feel it moves with us whenever or wherever we move. In childhood days we used to play hide and seek. We still try find our love in moon, though we know the truth about the beauty of the moon just like love.

I have not prepared for the meet yet neither I have not made any decision. I know your family needs you neither I don’t need you less. I have hunger for your love which never going to end. I can’t stop those dreams which haunts, I can’t stop any of the things about you. The people who are left came to me back asking for one more chance, I didn’t accept them even though they deserve it. All I want now is you, the endless you. I don’t know whether I deserve you or not. I hope I had paid enough for my past.

the coldness of the breeze hit me hard, for a long time I have not seen you. I miss every small thing about you, the care, the feel, the mischievous. I miss those long talks, night chats, the crazy things in our to do list which are still undone. I want to know every truth about you, all I want is real you. I have given up my things, I have accepted you. Now I’m ready elope with you just like you were before. I give shit to people like you used to do. Can you give me a last chance?

Yours (might not)
Riya

I sat there gazing at the sky for hours. I saw Kowshik still asleep and thought how it feels to be loved. The craziness, loneliness, careless, joyful mixture of everything. I want to have that feeling forever.

Once there was no one in my home and in his home too. I was too lazy to hold the phone so I kept it beside me on loudspeaker. He too kept it near him on speaker because he was working with his laptop. We almost ended our talks and didn’t disconnect the call. After few minutes I called his name so loud and said I love him, the shock his that before I could end my statement someone called him from behind. We both stood still without making a sound. We are almost at the peak of tension thinking that may be its his father, then we realized that he is a worker of his home waiting to get permission for some work. We started to laugh aloud, maybe we laughed our hearts out. For once we thought everything came to an end but it was not. I had seen a kid in him that time, the innocence in that laugh made me to fall for him again. I will be waiting forever to get those movements again.