Tum gaye jo gaye,
Le gaye saath tum mera sukoon.
Na chein se sunn paati hoon gaane,
Na ek kone mein shanti se baith paati hoon.
Bas yaad karti rehti hoon kucch pal jo saath bitaye the
Tum gaye jo gaye,
Peeche chodd gaye aapna kuch samaan.
Tumhari yaadien.

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To love is selfless. To be loved a delight. To be loved back a privilege.

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How can it be so liberating and excruciating at the same time?
The sense of not belonging.
To someone, something, someplace.

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I sit next to you and hand you a million broken pieces.
Parts of me, my life, in every piece.
You tape it all back carefully.
I don't know how you do it with such ease.

A knotted web of wires, next.
A snare of my insecurities, failures and fear.
You disentangle, each wire loose
Like those feelings were never here.

I let you take a peek into my heart, my soul,
Show you whatever is left of me.
Hoping I'd be enough for you
even with my vulnerability.

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I went home with a stranger tonight. All I knew about them was their name, their face and now their address and yet everything felt strangely familiar. We lay in bed and talked all night. We shared our deepest secrets and inhibitions. We talked about all things hope, love, life and everything else. Turns out we were almost the same person except I was too hung up on the past and they were just too worried about the future. So we came to a conclusion and decided on living in the present. After a long and deep conversation, our anxious mind felt at ease and sleep finally consumed us. The next morning I was gone and so was she and all that was left was the present.

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Sometimes it is so hard to tell that it is you who I miss or the person that I used to be before you decided that she was too much for you to handle.

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Learned how to pick up,
a million pieces on my own.
Accepting that you're no longer,
on the other end of the phone.
I think it was all meant to be,
me dealing with me, alone.

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Every pretty sunset I see without you
Is a sunset gone to waste.
The delightful flavours the sky has to offer,
I often forget to cherish the taste.
It is like an unfeigned love letter,
That I wish you could have read
Only if I had a way to send it to you
But I kept it to myself instead.
But when we are together,
And the sun goes down again,
It'll be time for me to go,
Leaving us both in pain.
It is so unfair to the sunset,
It has so much beauty to propound.
Still I end up being lost there,
Where some solace I should have found.

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Let's break each other's hearts, a million more times, in the name of love and prove to ourselves and to the world that we are just two people in love with the idea of each other.

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Why isn't the blue of the sky,
the same as the blue in my heart?
Why isn't the green of the tree
the same as the green within me?
What am I so mad about?
What am I so sad about?
Why isn't life as perfect as it is supposed to be?
No one knows, not even me.

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