relationship – IntrovertTheory

I miss you.

Your memories are so dearest

They make the present look lifeless

And future, much worse

I find it hard to believe sometimes

That I don’t receive the love

I give away in abundance

But then I am so bad at maths

I must have messed up the algorithm

More often than not

these late evenings

feels like a lump in my throat;

really hard to swallow

(P.S. The photo is clicked by me.)

“It’ll be okay love, you just have to get going. I know it feels awfully satisfying to be stuck and hoping life will push you.

It’ll be okay love, you just have to go disappear in the crowd because sometimes that makes you forget your pain and will help you to move on.

It’ll be okay love, even if your past demons resurface. It’s difficult playing hide and seek but you won’t find them scary after a point.

It’ll be okay love, you just have to start somewhere. You are not running out of time and it’ll be never too late for you.”

I tell myself as i pack my books in the bag while i leave for my library.

Just another day returning from war and walking towards peace.