How often has it happened to you....walking down a road,ending up nowhere.Abiding at that same’ol crossroads wondering which way did life go.Just one snap of the fingers and its all back to square one..how often ??????
Am unsure of what I wanna say..of,what I want u to understand.Is it fair on my part to curse the very existence of life when most of US(and yes that US definitely includes me)have been pampered lifelong?????

How many times have u like every other lost soul on this superlative asteroid called Earth,tortured ur brains over some confounded issue,speculative of the difference between the don’t’s and the not’s...how many times???
One tini-tiny sorrow and everything good goes out of the window...isnt it??

And sooo it is,that I always end up feeling vulnerable and abject even though that feeling of she never coming back has long by sunken in .
I wonder where all this talk is headed...whether u should continue withering away your precious little Life over such a trumpery...whether its all WORTH it.

Each day I see life,standing with its arms open wide for me...like a charlatan..or is it like an angel ???? I am still confused.
What have I made of myself here!! Life since she left has been a puzzle that eachtime I solve gets RE-arrranged to get even tougher.

Sore isn’t it,the heartache,the misery..and still with our hands held high in supplication we cry out for some more.We believe,ours has been a lifelong inferno,so much so that we find ourselves worthy of tutoring others on what NOT to do..on how to live life..on how to LOVE.We ideate that there is nothing else to life than Love...and for once I must say..We are right.Truly there isnt anything else that’d even come closer to taking its sheen away.

I saw her the other day.She looked so beautiful,so happy...with him. It kills to know that the one who u care for more than anything else in this world doesn’t even know "u exist"....and exist in much a hapless state u do.
Believe me,this is the beauty of it all.We asked for it and as always God plainly granted us our wishes.
Tell me how long do I hold on to her???Tell me how long would it be before I transform into a human Again ??

You know what;no matter how folderol somethings appear to be,still,this heart forces us to try it out for the umpteenth time..'every' 'single' 'time'.It illudes us into believing what it feels is right,belittling the very existence of common sense.

And so every single day since I last met her,I wait.
At that same crossroads where I had long gone seen her,I wait.
It'd be awfully late today incase she happens to show up,but she hasnt and so,I wait.
Tired by a hard days work,half awake,half asleep,I wait.
Discarding every single gumption my Einstein-like brain pops out for me,I wait.
And as always,it never cares to cease....The wait.
Yet,determined to slug it out the following day...I leave.
Afterall i have no answer to my intransigent aimless faith,and so I WAIT.
But the morning never comes...the first ray...first sign of my DAY.
Although sleep I will...long before my heart does.
Good Night Sweetheart.