I would tell you how long it has been
But will that matter anymore to you or to me?
For life is a change that one experiences everyday,
For I have known this through the period you were away,
I don't crib about the past, for it was our own silly choice.
Let's however time travel for a moment or two.
When we first met, as stranger, me and you.
But somewhere, you were the stranger, known all my life, or it was just over thinking I was doing all this time.
I was scared, for you were a mirror, to the life that I had lost myself to,
But cloning was a sheer escape.
I could not explain in words about the struggle to be the best of me for you,
Neither could fight the fear that pushed you away.
But what you meant in the shortest of time, if they gave me hours I would count them into minutes, and the minutes into seconds,
Would you like to know how I would describe you ? you would mind I know,
But nothing holds my words to show.
Let me tell how you would be, ever seen an angel in disguise?
It's said some come and across our lives for lessons, but I want you to stay.
There is no need , as it's power of the weak, your presence is my want, for the absence has been equally cherished.
Hopes shatter and hopes are built, they are the soul of human's will,
But it is always a pick, for how long you carry, each time I wanted to give up,
Something told me to stay, it was not yet the time to leave.
But while we sailed, there were some journeys, not similar but enough to make us realize.
I was sorry for all the times I failed to understand,
But universe has it's own way to give you answers, with all my learning came a sudden calm,
Then I wanted to thank you for it, but how would I?
It was all made worse from the best we could have.
I know I was called mad for being home sick, for my search could never settle.
But this little piece, was my only way.
You talk about people? Oh! They always have something to say.
Their disputed words and disses sometimes had a role to play.
Lost in our own space, we are traveling
Sometimes rejoicing the road and still scared to reach the destination.
But admits all the chaos and trouble
In the glances and stares, disappointment that I cannot spare,
I want my friend back, I want the friendship back.
And still a question comes over, will everything be the same as it was?
Will I appreciate that distance more or is this more worth it?
Will your need be fulfilled by the requirements of mine?
While things are settled even in this restlessness, I am afraid.
Yet, to everything that life would hold for us in future and Now.
I have one thing to say,
To you and to me , we would not be an unfinished business to each other.
Wednesday, 20 July 2016
Unfinished Business
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