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Hoping, wishing, waiting, wondering about him, you feel so assured that he
would be yours, dreaming about your first endeavours, dreaming about the
present, the future, what joys eachother could bring. Foolishly.
Hopelessly. Stupidly.

Looking, reading in between the lines, the lines which you so hopefully
meant what you wished they would mean, the words which were as simple as
said, as simple as read, and so much more simple than the long,
complicated, and caring words you found it so easy to believe.

But, they are not. They never were. They never shall be. Never again.
Never again. You shake your head, no, it will never happen again, no, i
will not let my feelings control my actions, no, I will not let this
feeling of pure joy, this feeling which makes me feel so light, so airy, so
carefree, that when reality hits me and knocks me off my aireborne feet, I
will tumble listlessly, hopelessly, gurtfully onto the hard, cold ground,
my body shattering into a million peices...falling...falling...

It penetrates my body, hurting...why does it hurt so much? Never
again...never again..........

-Sarmista Das


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