Despite the dark future coming up, I forsee my future that is, a way peaceful behind the blinds. Not expecting but hoping right there. Swindling my own thoughts, I crave the longest path to the eternity that includes you.

I didn't know these feelings until someone had the same as me.
I didn't know that I was this sentimental until I saw someone being practical.
I didn't feel the burden on myself until I saw someone hurting.
I didn't feel sorry for myself until I understood when someone couldn't forgive themselves.
I didn't feel miserable until I saw someone being ignored by.
I didn't feel this temporary until I knew we can't be permanent.
I didn't know how much I loved you until someone like you broke my heart with silence.

The longing she wanted, the togetherness he wanted and both their dreams came true at a mere graveyard.

Yet there are some pieces left behind. He uprooted my feelings at the very beginning, leaving the pain that lingers. Here I'm coping to get close to him and trying to reconcile. No signs of affection. But I can neither leave nor stay. I'm bashed out by experiencing the same pain physically but not mentally. I love him devastedly. He ruined my little things whilst I gave him the power to take my everything. He claimed my property but not my heart. Our marriage went beautifully disastrous.

Things will never be the same as today.
You might be grieving for the loss. On this same day, the next year, you might be proud of yourself.
You might be expecting from your partner while you are dwelling in sorrow, that they might change. On this same day, the next year, your partner might be spending the time with you somewhere in the park.
You might be expecting someone to walk away from your life. On this same day, next year, you might be lying in their lap, talking all the nonsense they've never heard of.
You might be frightening that your son leaves you in future. On this same day, the next year, he might buy a new house for the whole family.
You might be flirting with someone that you like. On this same day, the next year, they don't even bother to remember you.
You might be be tired of trying for what you have been trying to acheive. On this same day, the next year, you might be in greater position than expected.
Things will never be in our own hands. Just rest your shoulder on god's trust.

Your touch flickered like a butterfly wing.
As wide as an ocean current.
As light as feather.
As smooth as the cool breeze.
As steady as the nature.
As acoustic as a bird song.
As flawless as the fire.
Floating in my eyes like the eyefloaters in the sky.

For once, wanted to touch your hand.
To feel how it is to melt into one's soul.
To feel the bliss having the idea of touching someone I like.
To feel the real you, instead of the dream.
To feel your eyes lingering on me.
To feel the butterfly flow once more but with a real new experience.