Enclosed thoughts

Where am i?
What am I doing here?
Enclosed places
Unknown faces
Trying to kill time
But it just doesn’t pass
Loneliness drives my thoughts to the extreme
Familiar faces seem miles away
But whose face can I call familiar
When the only face I’m certain of
Is mine….

Conversations

Me: don’t tell anyone about this ok…it’s just between you and
me…promise...

Him: hmhmm

Me: say promise

Him: said

Me: say it...i didn't hear

Him: you cant...we are far off

Me: then how would i know if u really said it?

Him: trust

Me: i trust u

Him: then chill

Me: I’m freezing

Love is

Love is…
Letting her go just because you think
She’ll be happy with someone else…
Love is…
dialling his number and disconnecting the call before his phone rings
Love is…
typing out a message each day and not sending it because you’re so scared of the outcome
Love is…
hoping he’ll pick up your call someday
Love is…
hoping to hear his voice again
Love is…
believing that some day when the phone rings it will be him
Love is…
hoping against hope
Love is…
Love is…
I don’t know what love is anymore…

Alone

I’m walking down the road
On my own
I’m listening to my music
It makes me smile
People look at me
And think I’m insane
Maybe I am
My happiness is mine
My troubles are mine
I talk to myself
I laugh with myself
I even cry with myself
There’s no one I can call friend
I am my best friend
I don’t need another
I’m better off alone

I look out my window
I can see the vast expanding ocean
green by day
black by night
better at night
the moon is out of sight
the only reflection on the surface
are the city lights…

saying goodbye

I want you to fade away to become a distant memory but you don’t. i eat, i sleep, i work and do other things all while making a conscious effort not to think about you, but you’re always there at the back of my mind. I don’t allow you to take centre stage. It’s only in the fleeting moments of my loneliness that I let the memories of you to come forward. Actually I don’t have to let them; they just find a way to seep through. But I feel nothing, unlike before. Then I pick up the phone to dial your number. Almost always I disconnect the call before it rings. But today I let it ring, that familiar song that always brings a smile to my face even now. You picked up but surprisingly I felt nothing when I heard you’re voice, unlike before. I felt nothing when I spoke to you, unlike before. I felt nothing when we hung up, unlike before. I guess this means I’ve gotten over you. I’ve let you go. For some reason I feel this strange sense of peace take over when I say I’ve let you go.
I guess I’ll never be able to stop the memories from surfacing in my mind. A few years into the future, they will blur and maybe then I will remember you only if I see a similar car to yours or if I meet another person with the same name as yours.

meet me where the shore meets the sea
where the sand is soft
and the water green
together we’ll watch the sun go down

as the twilight fills the sky
hold my hand while we walk
waiting for the moon to bring light
to the growing darkness