The other night I was lying with my naked thoughts, trying assessing each one of them. I have often heard people say that a mind controlling your emotions is not a good thing to happen, partially adhere to the fact myself though! So there I was with the Kohl adorned night ticking its way to the dusk and I couldn't let myself a halt of this revival, revival as in a stroll to the memory lane with some fond emotions buried deep within. Yes, I miss the times when my vulnerability took refuge to an embrace, I miss the time when I could let go my conscience for a while and be a mess, I miss that time of the night when my demons weren't alone with me, I miss the time I had a being around to help me with an emotional outflow. You want people around who mean nothing after you are all drunk and unconscious or one single being who would walk you home just to listen all that you have to say, making no sense. Your heart knows better! You have come a long way realizing quality over quantity.
I know this age, I know what goes inside when you couldn't help bringing back the person you always ran to. Everything that happened between the two of you, or the multiples was not fake, was not concocted if at all in the back of your mind it makes you chuckle, it simply was a time you were blessed with to live by. You might bump into one another now and be awkward but that awkwardness in itself is a reminder that it wasn't for any plot you made such happy memories. Things might not be well today but I deep down know that You and I still have that part within us and for that mate you will remain an important chapter.