Friday, May 31, 2013

Letting Go

If saying goodbye hurts so much, why do we say goodbye? Because it hurts so much more to keep holding on to something that isn't there. Like you’re hanging off a ledge and someone is jumping up and down on your hands but you still can’t let go. Like when you’re little and you’re being tickled…you shout for it to stop because it’s torture, but then you go back for more, because somehow being tickled makes you feel safe and special. Holding on is like that…but the torture is painful…and it doesn't make you smile. That’s why we’re supposed to say goodbye. That’s why we’re meant to let go.

The hardest part is letting go when you never had something real to hold on to.

Monday, May 27, 2013

Certainty can also be a bitch.

What you say is valued by a very few people. Most don't even remember.

Shared memories are always incomplete.

It is the most difficult thing to stay on the same page as another person.

You're standing there, apparently unarmed
but yet you manage to chip away at my heart everyday.

Like footprints in the sand...
Did my impressions in your life get wiped out in a single wave?

I associate everything with you...
Nothing bears my association for you...
Did those years actually exist...

har dil thoda khudgarz hota hai..
jab hume dard hota hai tab
kisi apne ke khushi mein bhi
khush hone ki koshish karni padti hai

Healing lies in the silence of the mind and madness of the words.

And the words will set you free....

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Every pore called out to him
She screamed
But there was dead silence
She tried to remind him
But there was no memory
She tried to hold on
He was there no more
Her face smiled
Her heart cried
She tried to keep him together
Her soul was shattered
Life moved on
Her days moved on
She moved forward
Or at least a version of her
She stayed in the past
Or at least a version of her
Thinking of the future
That could have been..
That should have been..
She tried to keep sane
She lived at the brink of insanity
She regained normalcy
She was forever damaged
She waited...
For someone to rescue her
For someone to smile at
For someone to live for
For someone to hold again
For a future happiness
While she waited,
She tried...
To not remember him
To not feel for him
To not think of him
To not want him
To not belong to him

She was just there...
She is just there...
She will be just there??