1:46 am IST.
Mid of the night.
I scrolled at your profile.
There’s something left inside me - I see you. I smile at myself. Little possessive. Little protective.
The question for me is - Why again? Why ?
I don’t speak in return for this question.
Whatever small affection and childish feelings remain - I cherish it.
In return I don’t expect anything.
Few months back - I used to.
I felt that a miracle will come.
I believe in supernatural power.
But not now- probably I have become so feeble and tired.
It was a great time. No?
The level of dedication and commitment for her was incredible.
But today I see myself as a grown man who turns out to be a gentle human.

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