When you don't know where you are but you're not hating the "lost you";
It's buoyant,

When it's dark and and the monsters inside are summoning you & you're **** petrified but you're stronger now;
It's buoyant,

When reflection of you is full of scars and none of them are because of your fault but you've become Acquainted & accustomed to betterment;
It's buoyant,

When the bubble of resentment is about to burst and you know it may go down but you've been through worse,
It's buoyant,

It's generously fainted feels of the ambiguity blended with buoyancy
Keeping us alive

You are meant to forget those uneasy nights,
You are Intent to let go of those unfinished arguments that broke you down; haunted you when you were driving, working, bathing, riding, laughing randomly started to have tears in your eyes,

You are meant to take time for yourself to rejuvenate and deep breathe while figuring out where you should go what would make you more alive and things you really need,
You are choosen to sit under the morning showers of mellow heat,

You are believed to track those uneven trails travelled along with ponds waterfalls and rivers,
You are made to bake cakes cook tortillas , easy meals and ravishing dinners,

You are carved out to serve for great purposes and made for the best,
You are meant for more than to fix yourself after a awful wreck,

Afterall you're made to make, build, train, create even when you think you are nothing more than a mess.

Leaving no regrets loved you with my atoms and sins,
Ran for you with my broken feet,
From Buying flowers to plucking from the garden or streets,
It all meant too much for me; shouldn't it be?

Leaving you with hugs and a letter sneaked
into your hand bag's sidechain ;unseen,
From singing you to sleep n staying up listening you breathe,
Rubbed your ached cold feet with my bare palms to heat,

Leaving late for home in rain just to have few minutes with you drenched in peace,
Covering miles just to see you
said you were fine and I didn't believed,
Noting down where you went when you were 13, maybe we could go there and refresh some of your forgotten happy memories,

Leaving, left n gone
now they became memories,
Loved you with my scars n insecurities ,
No regrets 
no doubts
no set backs 
I set you free!

You gotta trust me too like I trust you just like you did way back you told yourself that I'll come back.

No matter what it took we came together and very tight , might not very right and I get that.

I respect that, we fell down, rebelled inside out just to keep eachother.

Just to stay longer ,spend some more time together.

Spare a part of us worthily, dedicated and dictated ourselves with a lot of "fury", then a lot more sympathy and most of love.

Enriched with fear of being left out alone, stringing, hanging looking at eachother to the shoulder with trust,

Accepted every piece made peace with those pieces, we traced a way back.

It's more than than anything for me, right now.

Maybe we lost  the spark but we are concerned,
Maybe we lost the urge but we got the courage,

Maybe we lost the intimacy but we cherish the warmth,
Maybe we can't be together all the time but we stay in touch,

Maybe we don't tease that much but we pay gratitude to each other,
Maybe we don't look good but we look pretty together,

Maybe we aren't that fit but we support each other,
Maybe the circumstances are against us but we praise each other,

Maybe we broke each others  hearts but we ain't leaving each other,
Maybe we are lost somehow but we are sticking together,

Maybe we talk crazy but we make sense to each other,
Maybe we are not that good but we are great together.

Maybe this is all we have and maybe that's enough for us .

Right now
I have a bed underneath me ,
A cozy blanket is all over me and a pillow under my head,
I got a college to go tomorrow and food to eat,
I got no deadlines for tomorrow to complete,
I got a roof upon me which won't break until a havoc strikes at its full or earth eats the whole colony in least ,
I got parents to look after me representing one is as a man and another is a women who make me feed,
The wholesome nutrition and the best Pack of emotions I will need ,
Still what is lagging behind what is the best hearty deed ?
That I want to do but can't do because I don't know what is going on in repeat.

Stop thinking so much about "I",
This is the flow the flow of life ,
Everything is an illusion ,

You're asking me "why" ,
You're going places they exists because you made them like they do exist,

This existence sometimes feels So real "I" feel like trapped somewhere "I" don't know ; ''dying'' ,

"I" is trapped by his own will "I" tries to hide ,
"I" tries to seeks purpose tries to show the instincts ,
"I" tries "I" wants "I" think if someone to be "I" for him oh "I" thinks!

"I" don't even exist ,