distances....

pulsating emotions accompanied by the heartbeats,

even a tragedy or happiness booked treats...

the 1st back-log was the tragic news on my 1st date,

she kept waiting for me 'coz i was abit late...

i thanked god for making me realise that she'd always be a healing,

to the wounds i'd ever suffer...

it was the first time i was looking into someone's eyes,

purely observing me while i went wise...

wise upon the words like i'd never repeat,

she just sat there like the way she ment life to me

she was staying numb as if she's found the one...

and that was when i realised we are ment to be as 'ONE'...

we talked like as if v've been missing each other form ages,

imagined about each other and designed images...

this was the way we held hand of each other's,

abstracting amount of affection and comparing from one another's...

but life's not static,

someday it has to turn tragic,

that was where i lost my healing

at the hands of long distances,

remembering the affectionate instances

i question these distances:

"where is the way,

where you can take me away

from what i've never stopped feeling

about my sachhrine my only healing?"

thats where distance's fall meaningless and pleeding

bleeding and saying

"this love of your's is not bound by me

rather this love is not earthbound

but purely heavenly"...

miss u ne'a