Visit to past..

You are as close as a dream enclosed in my eyes
And as far as that dream from reality.
As true as the fact I m alive
And as false as the fact that I can live Without You….
You are a habit, deep rooted in my existence and every spoon of my feeling will have a taste of you. There was a day I chose to think and dream about you. There was night I chose to listen and feel you. Now even when I like to believe that I can move on, I know that I don’t have a choice.
Is it you I wanted or a reflection of the person I wanted in You. What made me never accept or reject you completely? What drives me to hope that you will come back again .What makes me feel things will be normal, when your coming back is the most abnormal thing ever.
Do you know the answer? I guess No. You never knew, otherwise you would have never let me go. Do I know? I guess No. Because then I would have never come to you. It is a lobe of entangled threads where the ends are tied to each other. The complexity of the problem is its solution .And only one possible way out. Cut the thread apart.Just not meant to be together.