Since today , I hardly think or write about you. Present,all I do is think about you. Totally crazy about you lately. My love for you is inevitable. It feels dramatic but it's true. I can give away whole myself to you. I always seek for your presence and I'm in need of it. I don't wanna get a thought of you, ignoring me and I'm scared of it. Reuniting all our memories back from our past ,I want another version of me,so that we can spend those moments again. At the intial phase of our acquaintance,I began to feel you with my writings,I never expected to this long-lasting my feelings for someone could be and this is the first time I had ever loved someone in my life. I wish I could be all the time with you likewise you know,it can't be like we supposed to hope of. I don't have any idea about how you feel for me. It's hard to realize that you aren't much expressive. Basically, as an introvert, I can't express much. But the love towards you,forces me to do so. So my feelings for you can be transparent without any dark spot. I don't want some third person to involve in our relationship. I just want 'You and Me'. I didn't realize myself that I will be this much sensible towards my loved ones,until I found you. I'm totally scared of,that one day I'll definitely break myself uncontrollably into tears leaving you and I also believe in myself and could rush into the present after all. I just want you in my shoes and see the atmost love for you,which I have been treasuring since our acquaintance. Initially, I was so selfish and desperate. Altogether being with you,puts me in the faith that our friendship lasts forever and ever. I'm sorry for being overprotective . I still doesn't blame myself for my possessiveness towards you because it's natural to a person towards their loved ones and I lately realized faith is also one of the most crucial element of a relationship.

Yeah! It's been a year.
It's still not late to confess,
The raindrops splatter like a refreshment for a new life,
Roses attract my hands to take away them from those boring bouquets,
The clear road is giving me a path of excitement and confidence,
People passing by me are too busy and I swear to god that they will be missing my reaction of eagerness to approach you,
Calming picture of the clouds nourishing my mood,
Hair strands escaping through my fingers out,
Feathery air grazing my skin,
I'm not ready to take a huge yes either can't take a no,
Poetically composing my words makes me more than that a chucklehead,
The deepened feelings cramping my heart with love-passion,
My eyes waiting for the light striking of your looks,
My ears requesting for the only words that **** me with joy,
My nose is pleasing to breathe the only air you take in,
My lips commanding to knit with yours,
My cheeks wanting the muscle suppression of the my smile,
And finally waiting for my access to your life.

My love for you is not gone ...it was just closed for the time-being ....Just expecting a little hope that may bloom anytime.

You aren't my time pass, but I let my time pass only for you.

Just like a fossil fuel, our friendship had undergone.

It is a strange feeling, when someone sees you randomly and they instantaneously look at you one more time.

I usually don't kiss but I bite...The harder your skin goes deeper into the muscle,the deeper I crave you.

This gut feeling
As you lean to me :
Heart pounds,
Breath breaks,
Eyes contact,
Body freezes,
Craving increments,
Touch finds soul.

Sometimes accident leads to incidents.

Some can break things,
Some can break promises,
Some can break hearts,
But no one can break MEMORIES.
They are FOREVER.

You may not notice but you are always encapsulated by me, when you are in dire straits.

Ignoring is ignorable....But to the closest, it is arduous.

I don't want you but I just want me & my feelings towards you to remain forever.

Not all friendships are ideal.

Some involve adjustments.
Some doesn't invovle secret sharing.

Some involve sacrifices.
Some doesn't involve consideration.

Some involve care.
Some doesn't involve consolation.

Some involve influence.
Some doesn't involve recognition.

Some involve in mosaic magic.
Some doesn't involve realization.

Some involve clarity.
Some doesn't involve maturity.

Some involve childishness.
Some doesn't involve objections.

Comes back to me whenever needed to make paper boomerang and I always kept an extra one.

Someone whispered "She is Yours",
"She is already mine!", I chuckled.

Your meagre gestures of jealousy gives me a chance to initiate pretentious arguments.

Thought you are "The only one".
But you are "Also the one".

You may try to hide yourself in the shell of  "Inexpressiveness". But you may not notice that I have already aborted your mission.

Then, being an introvert, I felt comfortable in my own bubble,giving a path for loneliness to enjoy myself. But now, I feel terrible to be alone because I am feeling your presence in each and every thought of mine.

Scrabbling something with my hands in the air.
Turning the twirls of my hair.
Enlargement of my pupil when getting into my sight.
Legs getting paralyzed when you just pass by me.
Flying my soul high when speaking with you.
Distracting myself from ever focusing work.
Proven wrong in escaping from the thoughts of you.
Finding the correct words to continue the convo.
Approaching every single chance to get your attention.
Mistakenly addressing you instead of someone and that sudden realization...

Nerves pulling towards your presence is the only reason for my intense sight.

You came like a Tornado.
Grabbing all my :
Feelings,
Senses,
Thoughts,
Memories,
Soul.

Nothing hits hard....pre or post heartbreak.
But the duration of realization...

Cravings be like:
Feel
Presence
Patience
Sight
Touch
Remain.

Thought you were my sculpture. But, still can't recognize that you are an abandoned stone.

I'm so confused to the hell.
Maybe Yes.
Or No.
Yes.
No.
Vacuuming you out my memories is not a part of my thoughts.
I might crave you someday and I'd say no regrets.
I can't get disconnected.
All I need to do is still wait for you.

Are you fond of the cracking sound of the heart?
Cause you keep breaking my heart..

Many say that their loved ones are the MEDICINE to their wounds..
You aren't my medicine, you aren't even a bandage to me....but my WOUND...

Whatever the situations present, I still had my feelings for you only in the past and I don't regret. Even though we are disbanded, my feelings for you would remain in the past forever. I don't bother if you are connected to me at present but I'll always be connected to my feelings in the past.  
Do you know why I'm repeating the word feelings? Because you have none for me.

Attraction. Crush. Known. Stranger.

Having you by my side feels like a perfume.
Long-lasting.
Heartspread.
Silky.
Relaxed.
Sprinkling.

I know that you didn't mean to hurt me but definitely, I know that you are the reason behind my every hurting now and then.

I may have left if it is any other one...but it is YOU that concerns me hardly..

You are not ready to burrow any of the love that in turn hurts you a lot. So, gather your feelings and put in a box remember don't let them emit through you. There you find peace.