Today... I lost you. Yes,we have'nt spoken for years but I had always been missing you. Yes, you were always on my mind. But NOT anymore and if at all may be with sadness. I will miss "the missing". I will miss what we never shared or just dreaming about the same.
We spoke.. a lot but never heard each other. We walked a lot but not long enough to be in other's lives. We shared a lot but with confined boundaries. We comforted each other a lot... only to hurt within.
Now that you are gone and have no one to talk to, sets me to ponder Why am I thinking of you? Why am I even writing this? Why am I not with peace within myself? What is still hurting in me.. myself or the thought that I will never speak to you again??
