A Piece Of My Mind

My Dear, Today is exactly two months of our meeting. A one fine day when I see you standing in front of your door with a smile on your face. The next days were heaven. In your arms I find comfort and security, like a lost boy who finally find a way home. Your calmness drifted me, your smile never failed to tempted me. You are a blessing.

My dear, then you said you love me. If I could choose I don’t want to fall in love with anybody, if I could choose I don’t want to meet you. ‘Coz I’m afraid to be hurt by love and by someone I fell in love with. But you made me fall in love again, a kind of love a rarely feel. Where only a bit of lust involved the rest was purely love. Dear, is this what they called true love? Are you my true love? Only god knows, all i know is that day by day my longing for you is getting borderless and almost unberable. Time seems pass slower on my days without you. A hunger always there for your touch or just to see your face.

My dear, somehow I feel a change is going on inside you. Your warmth is getting colder, your smile is seems a bit out of place, sweet words often spread from your lovely lips now unheard. Your mind was somewhere else sometimes when I hugged you. Suddenly a small gap created between us, I rarely feel your longing for me,even sometimes you let me lying there alone with my solitude while I’m waiting for you. Is there someone else? You said no. Is it something I’ve done or said? You said no either. Your silence torturing me, sometimes I cried on my waiting for you.

My dear, if only you knew what’s inside my heart and mind. There’s nothing there but you. Maybe this love is too much for you, maybe you need time to know me. Dear, I do love you, but I need an equal love. I can’t force you to love me as much as I love you and if you’ve had enough of me, just say it. Just don’t let me wait in uncertainty and paranoia. Leave me, ‘coz I’d rather cry all night long to get over you than try to figure out what’s on your mind for weeks. I’ll understand, I’ll swallow it, I’ll let you go. I don’t want to stand between you and your happiness. Your silence is a mistery to me. Your honest truth is the only thing I need right now.

My dear, I hope it’s just my paranoia and you just being exhausted and need sometime with yourself. I still look forward to meet the old you. The one who stood waiting for me in front of a door with a smile on the face.

Love You…

~ by 8129 on August 10, 2006.