• _vedika 10w

    We met ...we finally met
    The touch I was dying for...yes, I was in Your arms...
    I was finally where I belonged to...
    Yet, there was the silence
    Our conscious still didn't allow us to talk
    God! Why?
    Why... Why can't my dreams be a better place?
    Why can't I even tell you in My dreams how much I'm dying to hear from You...
    How much I miss You...
    How much I love You... More and more with every passing moment

    Times are such that sadly I can be Myself with "no one" else other than You
    I can talk things out to none...not even to the ones I thought were mine