Sometimes I wonder what actually you are to me....

For I learnt to live only after you came and I did not even knew that I am not living my life before I had you in my arms....

And I wonder what happens to my mind that it becomes totally blank when I start defining about you,
is that the charm that your ever smiling face carries or the love that you  have filled in my heart?......
and I never get the answer....


One thing is for sure whatever I am(or that you define me to be) is only because of you and I know I will never be able to express this to you because all you have left unteached to me is how-to-express -my-gratitude to you....



It will be a funny story for our grandchildren,that how shy I was when you proposed me in that lonely evening and all I could do was to hug you so that I could save myself from those staring eyes of you which were filled with love and only love that I ever searched for in my life and the way you laughed at me watching me crying while I hugged you( well you had no idea,what you were to me and you will never have )
Whenever you miss the intimacy which you used to get in my heart turn back once and I will be there for you with my bare hands so that you can hold my hands and walk your life......

Ever if you feel like being lost in the present,hold my hand and together we can walk to the past where there are some stolen dreams of us, where there are some untold promises,some never-happened-conversations and few things which even we both cannot stop remembering when we sit alone....