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The start, well the start matters. It is rightly said, the first impression is the last impression, how one perceives a person, a product or anything, first impression matters.
Well, even I started out well, with almost zero probability of being with her, I started well. Working my way against the odds, the paradoxes and what not, I started out well. Falling for her was bound to happen, it was something I could not control, Every single time I had to put myself on hold and give a small reality check, is it really worth it? Every time the answer was yes.
It went on, from being friends to I don’t know what, it is still going on, with zero or no clarity in my mind I am still running, but Somehow Running towards an end, end of emotions, end of feelings. But the optimist in me always wins, I dont know why, but I want it to lose sometimes, because I will lose if this continues. I want the end to come fast, I want the optimist in me to lose, I want the realist in me to take charge and accept what is real and give me charge of my thoughts!
I know, this is just another passing cloud that is hindering my sunshine, for all I care, I want it to pass soon, for my flowers are dying, my trees are craving to fruit, my birds are waiting to chirp.
Oh, Dear end please come fast. I am tired of running aimlessly.