Today is one such day again,
I am missing you...
Missing you so deeply that its killing me.
Can you hear me?Does it matter to you?
I wish i could see you just once.
I wish i could hold your hand and go for a long walk with you.
I wish i could sob on your shoulder for hours without a word,
without having to explain anything.
Would you understand? Would you care that you mean so much to me?
I know you wont .You never have and nor you would.
I am quite used to living with your inexpressiveness and coldness.
The irony is its not a compulsion but a choice.
May be its a compulsive choice...
At times i feel what if this choice fades away?
What i feel for you is as pure as Ganges,
Why am i still holding on to this desire is beyond my understanding?
Knowing that it has no meaning,
Knowing that it will never fulfil,
Knowing that you wont care,
All i know is i am missing you very much!
