i never dreamed of a knight in shining armor. i just wanted a keeper of my secrets.
but that was not to be. after a heartbreak, the ghost of the heartbreaker remained with me, for a long long time. i forgot craving for my keeper for secrets. i began talking to that ghost instead.
throughout, i wanted a shoulder to lean on, not a knight in shining armor.
i used to have visions, flashes of sunlight emerging from the dark, a savior, an exorcist, the one who would drive away the ghost of my heartbreaker. now, i don't have them anysuch anymore, those visions.
because
i see those hypothetical shoulders becoming real in blood and muscle, and they look like you. also there are crazy clues to believe this is true. hence, i have stopped having those visions altogether. it is the most beautiful thing, you know, to see, my dreams trickle into reality, drop after drop. and those dreams are not lost in transition, may be not, i hope not, i want not.
but you still have those visions, you still see half hidden face of a virgin that keeps you awake, you still do. you still await the keeper of your secrets. and i am not the one, not the one for you?
will you break my heart, again?
but that was not to be. after a heartbreak, the ghost of the heartbreaker remained with me, for a long long time. i forgot craving for my keeper for secrets. i began talking to that ghost instead.
throughout, i wanted a shoulder to lean on, not a knight in shining armor.
i used to have visions, flashes of sunlight emerging from the dark, a savior, an exorcist, the one who would drive away the ghost of my heartbreaker. now, i don't have them anysuch anymore, those visions.
because
i see those hypothetical shoulders becoming real in blood and muscle, and they look like you. also there are crazy clues to believe this is true. hence, i have stopped having those visions altogether. it is the most beautiful thing, you know, to see, my dreams trickle into reality, drop after drop. and those dreams are not lost in transition, may be not, i hope not, i want not.
but you still have those visions, you still see half hidden face of a virgin that keeps you awake, you still do. you still await the keeper of your secrets. and i am not the one, not the one for you?
will you break my heart, again?
7 comments:
"i see those hypothetical shoulders becoming real in blood and muscle, and they look like you. also there are crazy clues to believe this is true." I loved these lines :)
Hope no one breaks your heart this time! :)
"my dreams trickle into reality, drop after drop"
- feel like a bee hive..which dropping honey..
nice one..
evry hearts are made to BREAK..
don't personalize! (lol)
why give ur heart to someone whom u r sure will break it?
@ Rain
nope, guess they are all set to do so..but thanx :)
@ Mayank
it doesn't work that way, i wish i could explain..!
:):):):)
what makes so euphoric!? anyway muah :):):)
Ur words r lik Amy lee's,. Sometimes pain is the Cure!!!!! N V Crave for it!!!!!
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