XXLove letters

 

 

When I went for a walk with and without my thoughts,

 

I try to reason every step,

Using my thoughts as knives,

Cutting and slicing,

Chopping and dicing,

Paths of my mind lead up and down,

They make the right turn,

They weigh everything  stored in my head,

They scratch and scheme,

They drill my dream,

You haven’t called me yet,

What will change if you call me?

What will change if you don’t?

My night will be  one day longer,

What am I now?

It isn’t me,

For me you have never changed,

You will never change,

Do you remember my telephone number?

Do you remember your very last words?

Do you remember me?

Do you remember how I was?

What if you don’t want to talk?

What if you don’t want to remember?

Will I be ready for such a forgetful telephone call?

Will I be ready to feel what we feel,

 It is timeless and very distant,

Do I  want to revive the past?

Revolving around forever,

Do I want to re-live the turbulent times?

Patient time had  mercy on me,

I found my patience and trust,

When my hope shipwrecked in the oceans of never,

I got accustomed to the explanation,

We are not guilty,

It wasn’t us,

It was the situation,

The right feeling,

The wrong timing,

We were forced to disappear from the chaos of each other’s lives,

They say don’t bother the people that stay in your past,

Leave them in the previous season,

They are so right about others,

They are so wrong about us,

We are different,

We are unique,

We are two special stories,

Our stories are unlike the movies,

In the movies love dazzles a script,

I remember your last words that you wrote,

‘Where are you?

I’m waiting,

I’ll always wait’,

Do you remember ‘I’ll always wait’?

We still haven’t written the end.