This is the incomplete story of us trying so hard to survive in the competitiveness of today's world with each other but failed miserably. This is the story of the two souls representing the thousands of the people still struggling for their love. This story is for those people who lost their love amid the roller coaster called life.
It doesn't matter how much love we give and receive accordingly the uncertainty of the relationship always stand between us. The regular back and forth of the reality stood between us and no one of us dare to climb over it or at least tried to. It felt like we were trying to hide, to forget it. But little did we know it was following us on every step, eventually, it came upon us and we weren't even ready. However, it was certain that we were never going to be ready for it. Hence it came gushing toward us and in no time we lost everything. Now looking back at everything I wish why our love couldn't be simpler? why can't we just close our eyes and endure a little longer? why can't we compromise? Those sweet memories during new year eve, you held my hand so firmly afraid I was gonna disappear. The bright night and our passionate young ones believe that it was enough and that we were so sure of ourselves that we were going to make it. But reality grew upon us and eventually due to tiredness or uncertainty it broke us apart shattering us into pieces and the funny thing was we just sat there like pathetically wounded soul not even trying to hold us again. The train was leaving but you just stayed there still and lifeless staring at me abide by the regulations of the life. I wanted to scream at you to hold me, to pull me out of this. But both of us were too stubborn to let go. What if you had stretched out your hand to hold mine? I would've been with you forever. We were too young and we forgot that life will turn out just fine if we grasp a little more. We were so in haste running along with the crowd towards nothing. Those unconscious thoughts were hovering my mind every time. And now I realize that some people won’t reappear
again if not caught once. Nonetheless here I am still staring out from my
window silently remorseful hopelessly waiting for you. No one can dispel the
loneliness and emptiness inside me, and I know for sure that it would be the same
thing for you because what we shared were sacred and naïve. Now after such a
long period when I saw you the nostalgia hit me hard. And I wanted to ask whether
you remember me as a carrier of sweet moment or a reticence?
Whether you reminisce everything as I’ve been suffering? The consciousness was
overpowering than the remorseful memory and pulled me into the reality of the life.
But still I wanted to hear at least once, have you loved me before?
We
have everything in the end but not each other.
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