Somewhere deep inside I know this will never work, but there’s still this tug that says that maybe I shouldn’t give up that easily. Can I love anyone more? I can’t tell. But it’s not easy to deny that the pining doesn’t stop, the ache doesn’t diminish. The beauty is that I know he knows, or he’s playing around. I’m his friend; he’s something like that Forbidden Fruit. So irresistibly in my face. He makes me want to shut up and listen, while he talks and laughs. He makes me want to change everything about me, and yet make me feel something like complete. He’s everything I want, and I don’t know whether I should tell him that. I need to stop stuffing myself of him, and start looking at life beyond him…which is the way it will turn out.
He’s a dream personified, and I’m addicted to dreaming.
I’m still scared of the ‘L’ word…
I think that if I say it is, then I’ll never be able to move on…
It’s annoying, yes- but I’m sure there’s a little comfort I get from the idea that there’s more I can push me to.
matter of heart rather love are like the optical illusion....painfully beautiful!!
ReplyDeletethe "L" word is one of the sweetest yet weirdest word....its better not to use it in haste....let it flow out on its own....
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