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Monday, September 8, 2014

A Touch Of Your Hand


Oh my love!

This is about something you will probably never read. I will never admit how much it hurts to hear you're married, someone is taking you out, you are holding his hand in the cinema and sending him text messages. May be you are now with someone sitting on the beach in front of the sea in this moonlit night.

You told me I will be that someone one day. I don't know what exactly happened. You stopped being in love with me without any reason. I just requested you not to give chance to come someone between you and me. But somehow We stopped having fun. The routine took over our lives and before we knew it, I was taking a car in a direction and you were taking a train in the other one.

I still talk to you feeling on my heart. I still cannot imagine my life without you. You were my best friend and you can't abandon your best friend when something bad happens. I know I was the one who said we should break up. I know. Although I still know we're not right for each other and if we ever got back together we would drive each other crazy in less than a week.

However, I can imagine your hands, your beautiful hands. Those hands used to be mine. I miss those hands. I miss you. I miss us, our gifts and letters, the way you would walk in on me while I was taking a chance to see you through my window, the way you used to care about me. I miss those flying kiss in the morning before I'd leave to college. It's a bit too late for this now. And we're too far away. I am not saying I wish we were together again because I know it wouldn't work out, at least not now, not in this world. But I do admit I lie in bed at night, thinking of you. I miss you. But you're still my best friend so from the bottom of my heart, I hope he can make you happier than I ever managed to. I pray for your happy life. Just Want to say i will always remember you wherever you are. I will miss you so much.

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