A Brief Recall

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Winter mornings
Cool dry wind, The weak shy Sun, Again pulls me into Her thoughts. Yes, she was like this Sun.............
Continue reading, Will describe her 🙃

My fucked up notebook shining under the dim sunlight, pages turning itself
Inked lines, screaming her Name
Unheard words, purer than itself
Repeats again today, idk why.

Those deep echoes of her laughter, Her vibrating lips, Her moist eyes, All which made me her now has only 1 form....
Those inked lines of Mine.

Idk why I used to write each and every details of her which my eyes caught attention even when she did nothing, said nothing but I saw a different world inside her, Fell in love with that, wanted that forever.
So, can't control myself, From noting down
Those minute details which someday, she might also think about, about how she was
And how I looked at her....

My eyes wanted nothing but Hers
And life wanted nothing but She
Still, I lost myself after I lost Her
And she lost herself before I did
I know, I know, She's still thinking about me
About how We were and how she wanted us to be but Perhaps I failed.....
Yes, I am only to blame
Not you Dear...

Let's recall how it all started, how it all began.

That silent night, whispering stars and the same bleeding moon filling me with pain like it did forever. Holding those same old 6 strings and the crying chord of Dm gave me relief as I always failed to cry, but it never did. Messy strumming, progressions starting and ending in the same tune, the same crying Dm. Looking at the moon with the forever darkened eyes, I sighed with grief.

The phone vibrated, suddenly.... My concentration was unbreakable as always, just like my mother failed, the phone did too.
Still my mind thought to check who's the one. My life till that day, had only one person who messaged me  late at night and he was the best person I ever encountered. The best one in my life. Sawyer......

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