A little part of me came alive today again. I was looking for you everywhere hoping to get a glimpse of you but couldn't find you. You were nowhere. I wanted to see you, even if for a second, even if for one little moment, i wanted to but could not find you. And then i saw you.
I ran. I started to move towards you but you left. Somewhere I didn't want you to see me, you obviously did not, but a part of me always wished you did but you were too far to notice me.
You were too far.. i wished you were closer so our eyes could meet each other's again, like that day.
I came alive that day. It was like every part of me was alive. I didn't notice the people around me. I didn't care about anything. And then began..
"The moon likes secrets. And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations."
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Thursday, October 6, 2011
Someday
We live and then we die.
Someday you're going to regret not expressing your feelings enough,
someday you're going to regret holding back,
someday you're going to regret not taking chances,
someday you're going to think about - "what could have been"
someday you would want to come back to me.
Someday you would want to go back and re-live all 'our' moments again.
someday i'd always accept you with open arms, whenever you choose to come.
Someday you're going to regret not expressing your feelings enough,
someday you're going to regret holding back,
someday you're going to regret not taking chances,
someday you're going to think about - "what could have been"
someday you would want to come back to me.
Someday you would want to go back and re-live all 'our' moments again.
someday i'd always accept you with open arms, whenever you choose to come.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
shruti - a lost memory.
shruti - a lost memory., a photo by eternalentity1 on Flickr.
Don't wanna say anything more.
ciao
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