paraphernalia..for love.

i will let the folds on my white bedsheet stay. i will leave them the way they are, until they become creases. i won't empty the ash tray ever. the imprints of your lips from your last sip, is a thing i would never part from. i will cage your smells in this room, for the years to come. your voice, your hmmm's and ohh's, forever...
your touch, our dreams, the castles we built, i swear, i will keep them safe. until the day, you come back to me. to continue my life from where you had abruptly paused it. to pick me up again from whereyou had abandoned me. to love me again. to make my story come true.
Art began, when you love left me

PS: a rainy saturday afternoon. hot coffee after a hot shower. the hot shower redeems the mind. the steam settles on the window pane. your name written on it, with my fingers. the coffee jerks me awake, yet again. the aftertaste of sugar persists. with every sip, remnants of you keep finding their way back to me. and it starts raining harder...isn't this romantic?!

10 comments:

d gypsy! said...

beautiful

nostalgic for me...

DreaMer said...

its perfect ...

Americanising Desi said...

sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

~*~ Jal Pari ~*~ said...

I don't even know what to say..

Its simply beautiful!

wildflower said...

@ gypsy
and for me...an impossibility

@ DreaMer
thnx .. :)

@ Americanising--
YEah?

@ Jal
<3 ... :)

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

ahh man! this is so beautiful :-)

anirudh said...

magical...!

anirudh said...

u knw after i finished reading it..it started raining here..!

wildflower said...

@ Raaji
thnx..

@ Anirudh
hm..that happens

ani_aset said...

this is awesome. You created a wonderful feeling through words :)