I kissed his lips.
I tasted the unspoken words.
Soaked in sweat.
The salty unspoken feelings.
How far they can travel?
From his lips to mine?
Or from his lips, straight to my soul?
An unsettled journey!!

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This should be Our Story..
But so many characters spinning around it..
How am I supposed to be your favorite?
Your favorite song or your favorite colour?
Or your favorite picture of all the seasons?
You were supposed to protect me on the every edges..
Yet leaving me insecure.
Do your thoughts revolves around me or
Your imagination of our togetherness in the wilderness?
How am I supposed to know that?
Whining and churning in the pain.
Holding back to the memories cladded to my cold heart.
I am lost from our own story.


Broken..
Again..

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I don't have a happy song.
As I am all consumed by
insecurities, confusions
and restlessness.

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If the clothes could speak..

The shirt would have told me,
Your heartbeats are still there
underneath the pocket.
On the left side..

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I felt your racing heart against my bosom,
And your trembling lips against mine.
You smelled like my lost childhood.
So alive, I felt I owned the time.

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Lately I'm in love with the sky,
for that's the same thing you and I have above.

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Winters.

When I lay down beside you under the warm quilt.
I want to turn myself towards you and tuck my face on your neck.
And hug you this tight that my nails leaves the imprints on your back.
I could smell the fragrance of innocence in your breath,
while they touch my face with the mist and a soft kiss.
Ah! This is so blissful.
Have I ever been died the deaths and reborn the lives just to be there,
beside you, staring at your beautiful eyes?

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Ah! You told me this life is not enough.
You are there and what more I could expect.
Loving you in this lifetime has its own beauty,
Beauty of that kiss in a snowy evening.
And until we meet in the next to fall in love again.

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You were there,
without a voice or a face.
But you left your fragrance behind.
And there was something in the air,
whispered about you.
You were there, looking for me.
That might be the reason of my sadness,
whilst I walked amidst the chinar.
A leaf fell and a tear rolled down my eyes.

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I would want more from life.
If I had more to begin with.
It stopped where you left,
With the blue silence around.

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