And this is why I don't believe in the Love-at-fight-sights, made-for-each-others and marriages-are-made-in-heavens. Our relationship has been more than perfect. But it's heavily askew. I believe, from the core of my heart, that you are too good a person, too good a lover for me. You are! How could a short-tempered, ill-natured person like me deserve an eternally mature, understanding guy like you? Moreover, you always seem to believe, behind those no-one-can-love-me-like-yous, that you could have been as happy with any other girl. As if you shower all your love on me just 'coz I happen to be your girlfriend (and you are too lazy/faithful to find another anyways). So despite that heavenly feeling, soothing peace and obvious passion between us, I can never become idealistic about love.
I wish you secretly try 4-5 more relationships and yourself discover if there is actually something divine between us. That day, I too might start believing in the famous quotes on love.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
All right. I agree I am possessive about you. My feelings are very close to obsession. But I try to hold them back because I know they aren't really positive in any way. For either of us.
If I set myself free, my natural reaction would be to behold you. Wouldn't leave you even for the nature's call. Your presence fills all voids of my life, boy. You can't understand how I feel about you. Not unless you become me.
My anger, my pain, when you don't give your entire attention to me- is my problem. And you need not bother about it. I'll manage it myself. Even today morning, it was my fault. I had almost disregarded all my rational thoughts. And did you notice, I did not defend myself when you argued with me about it. Because I knew I wasn't justified.
Though your hug at the end of it, made up for everything anyways.
Sweetheart, when you hold me in your arms, I lose my being. I become yours. I become you.
If I set myself free, my natural reaction would be to behold you. Wouldn't leave you even for the nature's call. Your presence fills all voids of my life, boy. You can't understand how I feel about you. Not unless you become me.
My anger, my pain, when you don't give your entire attention to me- is my problem. And you need not bother about it. I'll manage it myself. Even today morning, it was my fault. I had almost disregarded all my rational thoughts. And did you notice, I did not defend myself when you argued with me about it. Because I knew I wasn't justified.
Though your hug at the end of it, made up for everything anyways.
Sweetheart, when you hold me in your arms, I lose my being. I become yours. I become you.
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