I Will Be There

‘Stretch your hands
again I want to hold
I want to walk beside you’
My heart hums a tune.
But the gaps between my fingers
Rip apart my broken heart
But still I don’t know
How the weaved net of our love
Got hooked in the iron stand
Crushing feelings into bits and pieces
Sometimes I run out of words.
The lonely evenings remind me
So many memories
Your loving caress through my hairs
Your gentle kiss on my forehead
Your magical whispers in my ears
Now our paths are different
I know it won’t cross ever
The essence though can be felt
Still distance keeps growing
each and every day.
Yet if at any corner you want to meet me
Just stretch your hand
You will find me waiting with open arms.

trappedwings trappedwings
31-35, F
Dec 16, 2012