There's always a crack, a hidden ache, An understanding I strive to embrace, Yet I circle back to the same forsaken place. I love, I listen, I deeply respect, Yet my voice trembles in anger, fearing neglect. Maybe I'm dramatic, too much, too less, In this silent sorrow, I confess. The pillows are wet, the nights are long, Is it normal in love to feel so wrong? Told it's all ups and downs, but why no emotions validation? In this sea of doubt, I seek affirmation. He's too kind, he gives too much, the sweetest treats, Deserving a world of dreams complete. But my heart wrestles with silent screams, Am I selfish for having more dreams? Time passes, my temper flares, He's the giver, while my heart despairs. I contain this volcano, its heat so dire, Afraid it will consume us in its fire, Leaving us in a cemetery of thorn-filled flowers. In anguish, I despise my sensitive soul, Why do I feel so out of control? Why must my goodness be measured by, A silent nod, an understan...
Love is rain of emotions, sometimes soaking us with happiness or drowning with melancholy sometimes washing out guilt or draining us with regret ! Just like clouds and rain we are mingled with our souls and all shaded with thunders of events, b ut what we have lost, is the ability to feel the beauty in it! Here it accounts the First Rain of my life. When minds were young and hearts were foolish, back to the time here we go. The trembling hands and shivering feet, portrayed the weak soul who had just entered a new world. When every feeling was at peak of it, in a flash every feeling just faded in glee. The naive orbs held that sight for the very first time. It wasn't just a mere sight but a gay view to behold forever. Glancing around for every soul present there, the feeling wasn't just sitting at all. The eyes just searched for that very eyes who felt like home. Just as someone gazes a dark cloud for the first time in a desert? Exag...