It's Just I Care!!

There is a fine distinction between visualizing and remembering; the memory and the imagination occupy so close a space to each other that only a thread of a thought of a subconscious delusion of a dream separates them. And yet the thread could not be any clearer to me than if it were red neon. And I know what I imagine and what I remember. And I know that I remember this. I know what it is to remember, to remember, what my eyes have never seen.

Best friends never tell each other that they're best friends, they just know.

Why do we hurt the ones we love the most? Is it because we expect a lot from them. Don’t we take them for granted.. I know it should have not happened the way it has…Looking at me now .I was not even hurt when i had to say good - bye to my love as much as it hurt me today to say some thing I didn’t want to, to someone I completely hold dear….

I tried every possible way to get things to norm...My courage revived and my fortunes despite , my hand was so strong , my spirit was light… She gave me good sorrow and made me forgive... She thought I didn’t care and love didn’t last.. But no one understood the what I lacked….Many tears in the heart never reach the eye and It’s often hard to bear the tears we ourselves have made to fall….The feeling of guilt …., the memories of love , the partner of solitude are there but no more there…. You can not understand . you cannot let go love Is to live and live is to love… I know her since I opened my eyes and smelt the world.. The gay times of life are what I feel to remember ,,, to sigh is to grief , to grief is to cry… the cry makes me lonely .. there is no one to lie… Is it sacrifice no its not…. Is it hatred no, not at all…. I know she felt I felt for her…. But no she didn’t coz she didn’t care…. But I know she still does… Isn’t it strange when two strangers become the best of friends but isn’t it really sad when the best of friends become two strangers.

She hears the song of my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails. I cried to feel a feeling of relief and she did hear but still no response…. Let my memory fail, Let her squeal coz I know she is my angel who will lift my feet when my own wings will have troubles remembering how to fly…..

If everything I said made u smile . I will talk forever till my chords reply…My cerebrum replies, I dunt want to hear .cover the miles which make us far apart..
Silence speaks, she does hear. Silence makes the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what that does matter. want to feel a life just rally round.. I know you care ,I know you trust, my heart pounds just wanna hear one more sound…. I know I was wrong was harsh to say just give a chance and we’ll together make our lives shine out bright as we always did….


We expect a lot , cant let go, emotions are loud , its hard to believe that we are not relieved ….You know I know you hate to be labeled but swear I didn’t do it. u just felt bad.. Sorry again…. will I ever see u smiling back at me .I cant think of magic to find the solution the miles are long and the feet shy…. I keep wanting to be pure, but never am — it’s all jumbled, pieces of this emotion grafted , tearing through here to show another. Relationships can be complicated be it even at the best of times — and when they end, no matter how inevitable that ending may seem, it all smashes together into a muddy ball of ache in your chest, a razor-clawed beast sloughing its way through endless webs of red tape in your inner emotional bureaucracy.It just didn’t work out the way it should have been , you cried, I hear! You wanted a shoulder . I had one. The ways are harsh, the feelings light. I got mad , I did.

It was the hell of time.. let it be. You will be fine dunt worry about me… Perhaps it’s merely that even a person as infinitely emotional as I am can only feel so much before going numb. There is a feeling strong just rolling across my mind. I care for myself but not as much as I do for you . I know you are listening, I know you feel , this world is harsh , you do have a friend at your side. I cant express out, I m out of words, no dictionary is enough, I just need people who care…. Silk is supple, moonlight is bright, your face glows, eyes shimmery, its you yes its u , the smart lady with an adorable smile , I always did,still n will always take u the way u are…No labels matter., what matters is what you are n I love you for tht …. I'm not beautiful or intelligent like you ,, but I am happy that I m ur reflection….

I know you can just give it a try. I am a ship, sailing unacquainted , you can be the anchor to stop it look for the better. We started out as total strangers and ended as lifelong friends, we shared a season of our lives, but I wont let any season to end…

She rocks……