Every time I write I feel better

I dont know what it does or how it works.

I never want to get my sad feelings across to the one that I love

So I write here. But the loved ones always get the happier side of me.

I dont want to tell anyone what I feel

I dont want anyone to know what I feel.

I just prefer to to keep my feelings a secret.

I wish I come across some one

who can understand everything

that I feel, I think and I hope; without explaining.

I always write to the people that I love

I will continue to do so.

I just hope that they someday realize

there was someone who loved them so much.

There still is that someone

Someday they realize that I put my heart into them

I dont dot it to everyone, just a few

I wish someday my words make them realize

how much they mean to me

I wish that some day the words

knock on the walls of their hearts

I wish that some day they will appreciate

everything that I have felt for them

without expecting anything in return.

I wish someday my words transform into

the words of their language

I am trying to achieve that now

It will definitely take time

But I keep trying

I dont know if my words are understood

I dont even know if they are heard

I never have known if they are being read

Yet I continue writing and will continue to do so

Hoping that one day they will be heard

they will be understood and be responded to

There will definitely be a day

when they will deserve what they get

Till then I wont give up hope

I will continue to write

but then, Is there really a point?

The ten minute story

I wake up to your memory

your name on my mind

listening to your songs

your clothes on me.

I think about you

I dream about you

I stare at our picture

Everywhere I go

Everything I do

your name just pops up

always thinking about

how it would be

if you were around

How different everything would seem

I go through everything that we did

our walks, our dinners, our parties

our pizzas, our conversations

You are my constant companion

I do this every single day of my life

Hoping that I get a chance to meet you

at least once before its too late

I am scared of not being with you

But when I talk to you

everything is immaterial

All through the day I wait

just to listen to your voice

just for that one conversation

anything for that conversation

There is nothing special to talk

Yet it is important to talk

the glow on my face is visible

I never want it to be over

I want you to be mine

At the end of ten minutes

when you tell me you have to go

My face falls and I feel bad

But I know that you have to go

The ten minutes with you

just make my day

It pulls me through the next day

And I want you even more

I know you may or may not be mine

But its still time till our destinies intervene

And I want to be with you

for as long as I can...

This is the ten minute story of my life.

wish you were here with me

I dont remember the last time I missed you this much

never twice in a day

you have always been at the back of my mind

ever since the first day we met...

and you know it!!

you always called when you reached home

we did meet often

we traveled together

you made sure I was never alone

and you know it!!

One fine day,

you dropped me home and you went home

I waited for you to call

when none came.... i knew it was time to move on..

I tried to move on..

it was difficult and yet I tried

to an extent I succeeded

I moved to a new place and met newer people

and you know it!!

I came out of my memories of you

I stopped clinging on to them

I started living a new life

because of someone I met and loved

I loved him with all my heart

He was always around when I needed him

I loved him even more

and i kept falling in love with him

but you were always at the back of my mind

and you know it!!

we were happy together

he called me everyday

we met everyday

we spent a lot of our time together

but today he didnt call

I waited and waited

looked at the watch every few minutes

hoping he was doing fine

we were to meet today, you know

I was ready to go

but I still waited for him to call

it was meant to be this way

and you knew it... all along!!

you knew everything and you know this too..

nothing would be the same had you been around

no waiting for the calls, no cancelled dinners

none at all

foolishness, I know, I am still waiting for your call

and you know it too!!!