Inside a Bubble ...

 

 

To the world I share my second half, I ve fallen from the lines. I guess, I wasnt prepared enough to deal with so many dilemmas. I was a fume of burned ashes. Wasting my time in wishful thoughts.Hoping  for miracles to happen in my life. Things I ve waited for decades to come, but never did. I ve missed you. Maybe, I was in chaotic rhythm - looking up for some mercy, and neglecting you. You are so dear to me, when I fail to declare or even write back.

 

 

 

To the rest of the world, I scream with pride. I ve got no fear to show off my broken wings. To you I declare myself. I have no fear to have you in my life. Things I ve never shared ot even said. I have no fear to say out loud that you are my only half to happiness, love, and peace. You are the one to me, as I am to you. I know I am not whole, but when I feel you at the other end happy and fine I find myself again. It might be not evident enought or coherent that I might be sharing this, but without you I fail to reclaim my lost soul again.

 

 

For there are alot of facets of love; and yet not all love demonstrated in the same manner. But for sure, everyone declare love in a specific, unique way. For us, since both of us were a bit shy. We had to suffer the overwhelming emotions. Scattered everywhere, we see ourselves. Lost in dreamland, I guess. Sinking into a deep will of pure love. Things we havent ever felt before, but managed to live inside a bubble of our own. Away from prying eyes or even intruders.

 

For this, and everything we had.. I think you should know that when I left I wasnt flagging the termination of this big thing, but rather preferred to give you the space you would need to decide for yourself instead of me pushing you... For love is made out of wings to fly, love is free to decide by its own, Love is freedom, love is nice when both of us are willing to share rather than possess, Love is everything and nothing at all...