I feel that I'm not only use to the pain

But I am addicted to it as well, obsessed

Because I don't know a different way
I don't know how to live without it 

How lost I would be if the pain just went away

Giving up on real world
she decided to fade
starting a new journey
with a hope to find him
in a realm of possibilities !!

One early morning,
standing on the seashore,
facing the horizon,
watching the sun rise,
aware of the waves making the wet
sand move under her feet as they
leave after kissing her feet ...
The saltish air adding to the
heaviness of atmosphere ..
Feeling the early morning breeze
cold against her pale face...
Staring at infinity ...
Folding her arms across her chest,
inhaling deeply, closing her eyes ...
ignoring the only rebellious tear
rolling down her cheek,
she made her decision ...
To be strong ...
To face reality ...
To smile ...
To shine ...
Leaving her soul to drown in deep
blue sea as she walked away to face
life.

Sometimes ...
A little touch of magic
is all that is needed

to mend a broken smile;
to walk another mile,

to touch the lovely sky,
to dare to dream and fly,

to dance and love and sing;
to heal a wounded wing,

to live, to laugh, to breath
to teach the heart new beat

a little touch of magic
is all we sometime need.

Setting down the horizon
the sun kissed the sky
leaving it all alone
saying its good-bye
whimpering at the loss
the sky released a sigh
as the last ray left
darkness came by
holding on to the moon
the sky waited by
for the morning sun to rise
and fill it with a joy...

One black night
thinking about reality of life
she, unknowingly let her mind
wander
in the forbidden land
ruled by darkness,
the place where demons lurk
and attack every thought
trespassing the territory
the next morning
she found her thoughts
wounded
bleeding
dying
at that moment she realised
this is the reality of life!!
But it was so late
that nothing could be done,
she now was the
prisoner of the forbidden
kingdom...
and that was her
EVER AFTER !!

Sitting by her window
alone in a dimly lit room
fixing her gaze
on the midnight moon
feeling the thickness of night growing
she had that strong urge
to read
his unwritten story ...