Apr 26, 2015
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She was blamed for every mishap. From arguments to fights, the blame was all on her. Even if there was a flood or an earthquake, she would be blamed for that. Yes, she was blamed to that level. She couldn't help but bear it all. All, for her kids. But among those who blamed her for everything and said that she was responsible for those tears, was her own mother. She went to cry in front of her mother, expecting that she would wipe her tears off. The one who brought her to this world said that she was dead for her. Taking everything inside her, she died for the world and lived for her kids. She was nobody, but a mother.
She loved the people she loved with her heart and soul. She never changed towards them. Never. She put in more efforts than she could, more than it was required. She did everything to maintain the balance. Friends, family, lover--all remained above her needs. Taunts and being misunderstood, or rather, never been understood was all what she got for her good deeds. Trying to find ways to keep them balanced in her life, to strike a balance for herself in their lives, she lost who she was. She forgot who she was and who she's supposed to be. She tries to find herself back but she always fails for she still passes her tests in life to keep everybody happy.
Know the unknown.
We love the people we've never known. We dream of things that we don't even know exist. We live in places we've never seen. We try to know the unknown and pretend to not know the ones we've known.
Just one life.
You've got this one life. One life to prove it to yourself that you can do anything and everything. One life, to breathe as much as you can. One life, to laugh as much as you can. One life, to love as much as you can. One life, to gain as much as you can. On life, to live as much as you can. So live it to the fullest for there's just one life, to live life lively.
He and I, were the best of friends.
He and I, were the best of friends. Inseparable. Irreplaceable. So tight. So compact. Like the molecules in a solid. He would hug me when I cried. He would sing me the songs I sung in my worst voice. He would make me laugh. He would make me smile. He wouldn't tolerate the cause behind my tears. He wouldn't tolerate anything beyond my happiness. People thought we were dating. No, we weren't. He and I, were just the best of friends. And just that, made us who we were. But you know what the perfect point was? He was perfect. As perfect as I dreamed of a perfect guy. A perfect man--- He made a perfect friend, a perfect boyfriend, a perfect companion, a perfect mentor, a perfect guide. He made a perfect me. We made a perfect US.
The first and the last.
She wants to leave me. She wants to leave us. She wants to leave stop loving me. You ask me to leave her. You ask me to leave us. You ask me to stop loving her. How can I do that? How can I not love her? The love I have for her is my oxygen. How can I be alive without loving her, without breathing in my oxygen? I love her too much. She's the first and the only one I've ever liked and loved. And she always will be. Why won't she be? I'm who I am, I am where I am, because of her. She's magic. She's my angel. She's my pixie dust and I don't need a little bit of her, I need her wholly, fully and completely, for my days start with her and my nights end at her. She's my first, and my last.