I walked over myself and crushed my heart one more time to tell you, that I needed to step back. Although, the heartache knocks on me, every minute.
I distract myself and pretend to be normal but the tingling feeling of this slight pain in the heart, never goes away.
I wanted to see you and feel as though I felt you.
You asked me if I was bored of you?
Devastation engulfed me; as if you believed our connection was mere entertainment, not the soul-stirring symphony that I thought we have.
How do I tell you more clearly that my stomach still churns when I hear your voice and I feel a little wet when our eyes meet.
You asked me if the obligation to talk is a stress? But, do you never realize that talking with you is my daily elixir, a potion that I could sip on everyday, to fill the void?
My heart speeds up a little with the non-stop thinking about you, as though trying to catch a breath from running behind you.
I think, My heart had an ache, when you said, you don’t know how you will feel, when I step away.
Because, then why do I remember, all the feelings that I ever had, like waves washing on the shore, they engulf me, pulling me towards you.
You had written well that everything goes into the background but looks like, we will end up there without each other.
In some life, I hope to be yours, to be besides you and never not leave your side, where the foreground and background will be same.
For now, I hope you feel so much depth about me as much as I feel about you.
Do you? Will you?
I hope I mattered a little in your daily grind.
Did I ever?
Will you have a heartache just as I do?
