Losing your mother is much more painful than losing your lover.

Why?

Because your mother's love is unconditional while your lovers' love is temporary.

The Day

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer need you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer miss you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer remember you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer crave you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer be waiting for you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer cry for you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer gasp for you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer live for you

I’m waiting for the day
I’ll no longer love you

The day ... ... ...
The day I'll forget your face
And my life will move at smooth pace

The day I won't remember our talks
And will go out with my folks


The day I won't feel dead
And think of life instead

The day your memories will fade
And my decisions I'll made

The day you'll no longer be there
And still l won't care!!!

The day my life I'll embrace
And to lord I'll praise

  But before this
I want

The day...
When together we’ll stay

The day you won’t forget
The one writing this sonnet       (this ain’t a sonnet, please spare me)

And the day, to communicate
We won’t need vocal aid

The day you’ll fall
In my arms after all

Day week month and year
Pass with the same fear
Fear that I can’t get the day I want
But can’t avoid the day I’m waiting for!!!

If I could propose The Lord
I’ll propose Him to give me;
The day I’m longing for...

I asked you to be
always honest with me,
to never tell me things
you don't mean.

I guess it took me
too long to realize
you stopped saying "I love you".