Remember when you said
You didn't want her to have a boyfriend?
For the longest time I didn't understand
Well, anybody wouldn't
You were perfectly in love with me
And so was I.
And till the time it was perfect, I always thought it always would be
Its the time when it started to break
When I realised how difficult it gets
How difficult it is to manage those
Clashing opnions
Overflowing love
The distance
The sadness in being apart
The limitations
The secrets
The families
Your family was my happy place
Did I tell you that?
I didn't know till the time I did.
Till the time I missed being in that happy place
It consisted of people who accepted me without knowing me
Accept being the key here.
Months later
I don't want her to have a boyfriend
Ever.
I don't want her to go through heartbreaks
And heartaches
But maybe that's too much to ask.
Maybe.
Lets not get personal..?
YOU ARE READING
Misted Thoughts
PoetryA resultant of the cacaphony of the head, heart and mind. A collection of words, that I myself am unable to fathom. Go ahead at your own risk.
