Dear..
I have accepted the fact that you are long gone...
But I don’t know when I will stop hoping that you will come back...

I hate these dark nights..
When I have to close my eyes..
Where I can see you all the time, but cannot feel you or touch you..
Yes, I hate these dark nights..
Which make me miss you more and more..
Which brings me dreams that can not be fulfilled..
Yes, I hate these dark nights..
Which promises me a brighter next day..
a day in which you don’t exist..
I hate these dark lonely nights..

Never knew that love can end painful..
Never realized that heart breaks can be so baleful..
No one ever mentioned that seeing another in your arms can feel like 1000 piercing knives..
I curse my fate for not getting to be your wife..
Never felt darkness on a bright sunny day, tearful on a beautiful spring day..
But..
I will do all over with you again, inspite of knowing that you will not be mine ..forever ...anyday..

Can I have a look at you once , at least from a distance?
Can I hear your voice for a second, swear I will not beckon for more..
Can you call my name for one last time, I profess to treasure that chime forever..

I promise that I will always be there for you..
when you are tired, I will kiss your eyes to fix your weariness..
when you are sad, I will be a clown that will make you laugh
when you are mad, I will wrap you around in my arms and soothe you
when you are lost, I will not rest till I get you back..
when you are happy, I will share your joy..
I will not leave your hand in life's ebb and tides..
I promise that I will always be there for you...

Do you know if someone discovered a cure for broken heart?

A medicine to erase your memories from my brain
An analgesic for numbing my heart pain..
Atleast a sedative that can make me forget your name..
so that my tears dont have to drain..
and I can be free from your hain..

I am NOT missing you..
These empty roads where we used to walk hand in hand are missing you,
The coffee shop where we always got our first brew is missing you,
These four walls, which used to resonate with our laughter are missing you,
Those flirtatious post-it notes which went back and forth between us are missing you,
Waiter at our favorite eat-out who was always challenged with your complex order is missing you
My car, that travelled all the places with us, is missing you,
That old couple at the beach who used to see younger themselves in us are missing you,
That pretty pup who used to walk with us, hoping to live with us, is missing you,
The giant cardigan, which tucked-in us together is missing you..
My cheeks that are now drenched in tears are missing you..
No….don’t read me wrong,
I am NOT missing you.