Breaky Breaky
Do you know something that is ever weaker than our heart? It is the resolve to leave our heart out of some matters. Meddling kids would know better to not let emotions flow, because everyone has had their share of kick in the gut. But alas, we are stuck in this limbo of indecisiveness. Heartbreak, people! That is what I am talking about. For those who never had it, they must at least once feel it, because you never know if it is the last time when you get to actually live.
There was a time when I was begging for a heart. Things were so static and boring that I never thought I would make it into wallow central. A few milligrams of love hormones later, I begged to take that wish back. After thousands of hours of thinking it over, there I was, back to square one. And then I realised the whole beauty of the situation. We are meant to be in this state of disorder and uncertainty. After fighting for stability all our lives, there is one thing we always need to pull us up from our cozy bed and take us off to an adventure. Who does not like an affair? An insecure relationship? When all is not definite, the forbidden fruit smells all the more sweet.
If you fell for the above lines of sympathy, I would laugh at you harder than I laughed at me when I tried to fool myself. Words; that is all these are. No amount of writing and late night alone-time can make it go away. The longing stays for too long. And on the rare cases that you are lucky, it stays forever.
Footprints on Ink 