It is the 43rd day. My dog has this habit of scratching the door in the depth of the night.
This I knew since this was getting a tad out of hand.
He wouldn't stop scratching the door even tonight. It woke me up, like always. I checked my watch, 3:00AM it said.
Irritated, I called him by his name. "Scooby?" I shrieked. The scratching continued.
"Scoobyyyyy" I called him once again agitatedly, while throwing my pillow at him. I had to stop him from scratching the door furthermore.
My face turned pale as I felt the warmth of someone's breath on my left shoulder.
He barked. That was from right beside me.
He had been next to me, all this while, this whole time!-
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Sometimes, you just have to let go...
...for good,
And never turn back to see the despair.-
Fighting the nightmares yet again,
I woke up, only to realize it was..
..a beautiful tale that could never be real..
Limping back to sleep,
With a tinge of sadness on my cheek,
I pray to brave
Yet another storm that awaits..
-
He who smiles, is the wisest,
Amidst the darkness, that shines the brightest,
Lonely in the pit, & yet the kindest,
Into it all, still braving the crisis.-
I stand back, and see everything falling apart,
Hopes turning to rubbles, the light going distant,
They want me to be strong, hold back hard,
For they believe things will turn around someday,
The tunnel is long, what if I grow tired of walking?
A thing to ponder upon.-
"Accept that she is not the love of your life, because if she were, she'd still be in it."
-
The winds of past have started blowing again,
With some beautiful memories, that brings in pain,
The emotions are seen gushing through the plains,
Yet again, the efforts to move on, goes in vain.-
Yes, the night sky whispered your name,
Asking me to talk just about your fame,
The stars joined in too, for them to reclaim,
The lost glories and the stories it'd claim,
Either to have you or put you to blame,
"She's all mine!", as I'd proclaim.-
Gracious are the hosts,
to joy and comfort,
Who are strangers to the pain,
And friends to the past.-
And then we shall have a fairytale of ours..
Where you and I will be the heroes,
For an eternity, together..
Embrace this new world,
As it comes to you,
Once you doze off,
From this corrupt World,
And wake up in that land of ours..-