A Glimmer of Hope

From endless conversations to awkward silences, we have come a long way. We made ourselves believe that this is it and those forced smiles and formalities now act as radical activists of maturity, suppressing the voice of our hearts.

Defying the gravity of good times and what had been so special, I walk on the concrete road, that has become an anchor to the deserted garden of wilted moments. The solitary confinement that I find at night is brimming with fogs of abysses overpowering the faith I had in the strength of our connection. I have so much to say to you, but if I were to make a choice of summing it up to you, I would say "I miss you." It is as simple as that, I miss you because I have travelled miles of treasured times with you. I have laughed out loudly in your company, without being concerned about the world that was asleep. I have shared the tiniest details of my life and the most dreadful nightmares with you. I haven't learnt to fabricate the care I have for you because you see emotions are a part of my being and they are ineradicable. My eyes which have been intentionally trained to avoid showing what I am going through are tired of putting up this so-called show of normalising the whole situation into something which seems so easy to do. It is effing not a child's play to distance yourself from someone you love and care about.    

Fun fact, even after having gone through this gloominess, I feel strongly about how this is not it. I am vouching for that day when the sun will be so bright that the fogs will drift away and we will laugh and say "This is an epic moment to remember".

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