we Are not 'we' anymore. I know that I am alone
these days. I know it wasn't you, bt It was the
situation that broke us apart. Those days
have etched deep in my memory, I have preserved
those moments of joy into that section of my heart
which is most frequently visited. Every night, when
the wetness of my pillow has reached it's
saturation point, when I've cried enough that even
tears refuse to come out of my eyes, I visit that
part of my heart. I know, 'we' still live there. I can
still hear your mellifluous voice there.Your words,
crystal clear there.Your ambrosial aroma imbues
my very existence there. Though reluctantly, when I
hit reality, it vanishes . Everything turns to a foggy
misty glass which reflects only my scarred face
and my stoic facade over it, after I plunge into
reality.I know that I will revisit that part of my
heart yet again tomorrow. I know that your copious
memories will keep me debilitating until our
unification is complete, maybe in heaven.I know
this chain of ethereal trysts will keep on
exacerbating my condition. But most importantly, I
know that I still love you as much as you detest
me.
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