Wowzers!

He was not ordinary, he never was. He was beautiful, he was charismatic, he was pretty, he was cute, intelligent, smart, he was clever, he was everything good, he was perfect, the only thing that he was not; he wasn't ordinary. I, never for a second, had imagined me falling for him, yet I fell in love with him so earnestly, oh - so tragically. And worse was that I kept falling, I never stopped. After all these years, I can promise about it and I am not lying, I am certainly not lying, that I still find myself falling for him, even today, even now, even after everything. How I perceived him, he was solemn, he was observant, he was quiet most of the times but I can assure you that, his mind was a mess. He hardly spoke, he rarely took part in discussions, yet I knew his mind was always screaming, spitting ideas, concluding things, interpreting solutions, struggling, working, panicking, but never quiet. He was different, a lot. When everyone was laughing at some lame joke our te...

"I loved him so much, so earnestly, with all my being, and in return, he betrayed me, and left." I still remember that day when I caught you cheating on me and instead of crying, I laughed hard. I laughed out loud with tears rolling down my cheeks so rapidly. I had gone insane that day, not because we were falling apart but because I had never, not even for a second, imagined you being disloyal to me, especially after five years of our happily beautiful relationship. It would have been really easy for me to be unfaithful to you when you were far away when we hardly talked, but I didn't, then how could you? How you did it so easily? Were the years we spend together, our  moments, me, my love, that worthless? I laughed hard that day for wasting my time, my feelings, my love, my loyalty. But since then, I've cried in pain every night, every single night. It's like nothing has left, everything has vanished. I'm in utter nothingness. This loneliness is ...

You are my drug, my love! I have injected you in my veins, You're dissolved in my blood like Nicotine, And I am going helplessly insane... You are my escape, my dear! I have built my home in your charms, I live in this world like a stranger who wanders, A hiraeth who only feels secure in your arms... You are my peace, my honey! My love has prospered in your heart, I have your hickeys tattooed on my skin, My soul is decorated with your art... You are my pain, my beloved! My heart has bled your need when you were missed, I have cried my nights in your absence, And I have sobbed in pleasure when we kissed... You are my world, my darling! I have mapped my body into your blues, My life is passing by listening to your silence, My bruises are imbued with your hues... You are my everything, my sweetheart! It's only when I hold your hands that I am fine, My day seems like a waste without you, And with y...

Hey, you, my little girl! Yes, you! Tired of the world and its ugly truths, fake characters, poisonous smiles. Exhausted from trying too hard, Living unwanted life, loving unrealized, unreturned, Caring for people who never cared for you, Crying whole night to forget someone who ditched you years back, Missing everyone who never stayed but left. My little sweet girl, I know you are hurt, Too hurt to describe in words, And I know this loneliness is killing you inside, I understand your struggle when you smile half-heartedly, Or when you try to hide your face while your tears coursed down your cheeks, I understand all of it. I have been there too, I have done this too... Yes, my sweetheart!! I too have wept all the night over my long lost loved ones, I too have loved someone who never reciprocated it, I too have dreams still unfulfilled, I too have faked smiles when I wanted to cry, worse - scream, I too have been ditched and betrayed, I too have been misused...

Yes, my love! You won.  I gave up. I gave up on you, our love, our happiness, our future... I gave up on us. Congratulations, love! You have finally succeeded, All our joys, o ur charm have been wasted, How we bonded perfectly, instantly, All the laughter we had till we couldn't laugh anymore, All the tears we shed, Our moments of love; tender and raw, Our promises, too sacred to break, The way we stole each others glance, To me, it was all picture perfect, But now, it has been all wasted You called it stupid, childish, Feeling of the moment, Though, I promised to prove my love to you forever, To show you it wasn't immature, My emotions were raw but pure And we deserved our chance, We deserved our chance at love, at life. You challenged me I'll get tired, I'll get exhausted. Though, I tried my best, love! But you were right, You won. And since Time has proven you right, Now, you don't need to ignore me anymore, You don't need...

You're my inspiration, Since the day you ghosted, Didn't answer my calls , Did not reply my texts ... Since the day you walked away, without letting me know, without saying a word... Since the day all the things you once loved about me, Started to annoy you, Started to Bother you... Since the day you decided not to love me anymore , Not to think about how am I doing, Not to care about how will I survive without you... Since the day you changed your home, From my heart to a place unknown, From my arms to that pretty girl's bed... Since the day you escaped, Since the day you left me in the midst of dark road, Empty handed, Unanswered.. Since that day, You have been my inspiration, You're an inspiration to my midnight screaming, My insane laugh while I'm crying, My unstoppable tears when I'm smiling. You're an inspiration to my half-read book, Semi-closed door, One sided smile, Incomplete poem, And obviously my leftover rela...

You were denying your love for me, again... And I would have believed you, Oh, I would have believed you like I did before, When we talked for the first time and you told me, Told me that you're not into anyone, And you are not the kind of guy who falls for anyone, I would have believed you so easily, If I had never seen the dilation of your pupils every time you looked at me, Or the way you blushed when I ogled you a little too long, Or the way you stared at me when I was dancing, Or how you looked away when I caught your glance, You didn't just look away, You smirked too, I saw it... Or the way you always stood facing me, No matter wherever we are, no matter how far we are, Or the way you mirrored my expressions, my gestures, unknowingly... Or the way you laughed a little longer at my every joke, Even when it was the lamest, dumbest joke ever!! Or the way you couldn't stand it when I talked to some other guy, The way you got jealous, or insecure, The ...

You have come far, Far away from okay. And now you realize there is no turning back. You've fallen completely, oh so undoubtedly for that person. And what is sad, He doesn't even know. And what is even more wistful, Even if he knew, he wouldn't have been yours. It seems like everything has finished, Your hopes, your strength, worse - your existence. And you're just gonna vanish in the air of nothingness and loneliness for the rest of your life. There is no way to happiness now, there is no way to peace... But then you hear Him calling you, Telling you that you're not worthless, And that, He loves you more than anything, His love is even greater than combined love of 70 mothers or more, That He loves you unconditionally and no matter what happen, He'll never stop loving you, Or showing it. He then makes you realize your real value, That how important you're, How beautiful you are, How, despite all your mistakes and wrongdoings, perfec...

My interest continues to grow in you, with every passing day. It was hard to keep my eyes off from you and even harder to not think about you. You were on my mind all the time, intentionally, unintentionally. It wouldn't be unfair to say you had started bothering me and funny thing was that you didn't even know. As our group grew, my friend stopped talking about you. I wanted her to tell me what's up in your life, what you like/dislike, I wanted her to tell me everything about you, yet I was scared of getting embarrassed and so, I never had the courage to ask her. Now, all I could do was to stare you, time to time, in the class, after the class. That day was a complete waste when you bunked the school, I used to miss you a lot. A lot. All the time. I still wonder about it, and I am not kidding, I actually do, I even now ask myself, what was so enticing about you that made me fall so hard for you, all just in one day . You were this ordinary guy and then you were everyt...

Her ambition as a child was to become happy,  she was different from kids of her age. When every kid wanted to become pilot, doctor, engineer, she wanted to become happy. It is not that she wasn't happy then, she was. In fact, she had this perfect child life, loving and caring parents , irritating yet affectionate siblings, perfect home, a plenty of dresses, shoes and other accessories and let's not forget about her perfect doll house  —  cute pair of doll and groom with two little doll kids, their tiny furniture, dresses, and toy kitchen. She used to spend all her free time playing with these dolls, loving them, taking care of them. It was her little world she grew old with. She used to write diary while talking to her dolls, it was her escape. Now she was in her teenage, age of vulnerability, raw-emotions. Age to aspire, educate, confuse, experiment and build. She was naive, she was learning. Her age of romanticizing things has just been started and this grew her a...

Tale of a little girl with ambition to be happy , she was intelligent, energetic and likely to pick up things faster than any average student. Her sharp intellect, attention to detail and will to do anything never let her miss securing positions and winning awards throughout her life. There was not a single competition she took part in  —  and didn't win. All her teachers appreciated her, almost everyone, new or old, in her school knew about her, parents used her name to motivate their kids, and kids ... they were fond of her too. Despite all the competition, she was the friend of all, her fellows loved her, and no party, no function, no picnic, not even routine boring classes were complete without her. She rarely bunked the school  —  once in a blue moon, but when she did everyone got worried and send their concern. She was now in grade 8th, working hard for her exams, fell ill. She was getting weaker and weaker every passing day. Her doctor asked her to ta...