I am writing to you not because I don't want to speak about it but because I feel strange about the long pauses in between our talks.
I know you might start wondering about the bygone discussion we had yesterday.How I wanted to leave your hand and start walking alone,how I told you to forget about me and how I made up my mind not to contact you.
Life sometimes bless us with the colours of love and I won't conceal that I have a Rainbow.On some nights between our stupid jokes I want to hug you tight and plant a kiss on your lips.You are strong like the Hardest Rock and I sometimes wonder at your grandeur but on days I feel like seeing a twig from your crevice.
You can look into my eyes and I am ready to talk that way.But trust me I feel restless everytime I don't find your eyes searching for mine.
You are like the old monk carrying within you an ocean of emotions but you prefer to keep that smile to make me feel that all is good. I am like the butterfly in the garden chasing the beautiful flowers but you are the gardener awaiting to see your garden bloom.
At times I feel disturbed Maybe because I feel puzzled at your calmness but everytime I choose to go,I find your sweet smile calling me back. I know you don't speak your heart out but today your eyes sought for me and your magical smile reminded me that no matter what happens I am guarded by the best Angel and also the worst introvert.💗💗