For the times I'll miss you.
This has to arrive someday. The long dark hours. The dark hours. The hours which has to be passed but can't be. This long hours when I have this urge within me to see you, hold you, kiss you and what not but I can't. It's in hours like these, I'll sit with what you say is my best friend. A pen and paper. They'll speak the language you long to hear and I don't say. They'll smile with tears within them. They'll bleed love, not blood. It's in hours like these when I'll go to places I've been with you, sit with a cup of coffee, maybe and cherish all the times spent with you there.
It's in hours like these when I'll read books I've always talked about to you and got annoyed at you for hating my choice of books. It's in hours like these when I'll watch movies I've watched, cried over, smiled at with you. I'll re-live every dialogue we enjoyed. I'll re-live all the moments we shared during that moment.
It's in hours like these when I'll sit in the corner of my room and write stories you've always wanted me to. I'll talk about constellations and how your eyes are a reflection of stars. I'll talk about the beauty of nature and how beautifully it created you. I'll talk about rainbows and how colourful you made my life. I'll talk about unicorns and your flaws. I'll talk about every imperfect thing and you. Each chapter would define you but you won't know.
It's in hours like these when I'll take a walk around the garden and see flowers. See the dew falling from leaves and imagine how I fell for you.
It's in hours like these, I'll wait for your arrival, I'll know you'll not come but hope will keep me going because 'dil bharta nahi, aakhein rajti nahi'.
It's in hours like these, I'll love you more and more. It's in hours like these, I'll miss you more but won't tell you because you my love are soaring high, chasing your dreams and I don't want to bring you down. I'll Love You always. ❤